The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

  Chapter 115 The decisive battle against Qiongqi

  What level of Qiongqi's strength has reached? Is this the strong one? The real strong! At this moment, Bei Ting Huang felt that compared to Qiong Qi, the law enforcers of the Bei Ting family that he met in Luobei City were simply weak.

  Suddenly, a rush of blood surged into my heart and rushed to the top of my head. The desire to become stronger was so strong that I wanted to fight Qiongqi with my own ability. Even if I was injured, I had to feel this powerful power for myself.

  One day, she will eventually have, and even be stronger than Qiongqi!

   "If you think I think highly of you, fight me!" Bei Tinghuang yelled, even though it was difficult, she still flapped her wings and swung her soft sword at Qiongqi recklessly.

   It wasn't that she was confident. In this battle of disparity in strength, even if she didn't die, she would inevitably be injured. In the battle, the real strong will rely on a kind of instinct to make moves. It is not known that Bei Tinghuang will really die if he is not careful.

  But she was not afraid, and rushed forward as always. Cultivation is originally about changing fate against the sky, constantly defeating and surpassing oneself. A cultivator can hold many things in his heart, such as family affection, friendship, love, dreams and desires, but he cannot have fear.

  Bai Lian slid across the air with a speed as fast as lightning, only to see countless phantoms weaving into a net and rushing towards Qiongqi fiercely. Even with Qiongqi's strength, if you don't look carefully, it's hard to find out which of these white shadows is a phantom and which one is a real soft sword.

  God, is this the strength of a Great Spiritualist? If this is really just the strength of a one-star great spiritualist, then it can only be said that the strength of a one-star great spiritualist is too strong. No wonder the master asked him to suppress his strength at the level of a great spiritual master, not at the level of a one-star great spiritual master. It's not that he looks down on him, but that the master loves him and fears that he will be abused.

Bai Ze and the others had originally watched this duel as a performance, but at this moment, they had to concentrate their minds, and an expression called horror slowly crawled on the faces of the three of them, even with their current strength, Even a single carelessness may fall into this kid's way.

  This speed is too fast. This is definitely not the speed that a great spiritualist should have. It can only be said that this guy is too heaven-defying.

   It seems that this kid is right, the day when she replaces one of them as one of the four guards is just around the corner.

   It's no wonder that the master values ​​her. With such a heaven-defying talent, who wouldn't want to have it in his pocket and be under his command? You know, this guy, more than a month ago, was still a piece of trash, and he couldn't even gather aura!

Fortunately, the battle armor was on board. The reason why he wore it was to respect Bei Tinghuang. Only then did he realize that he had to be cautious when fighting with this little monster. It seems that there is a saying that is true, respecting the opponent is respecting oneself life.

Qiongqi's body fell backwards, and the soft sword imbued with huge spiritual power brushed against his face, and the sound of piercing the air rang in his ears, and the huge aura it brought cut off his raised hair A few, floating in mid-air.

   Qiongqi was furious, he was injured by a one-star spiritual master? Although it is hair, it is also part of his body. This little soul is pale, if you don't give her some color, she doesn't even know her name.

Qiongqi's hand just made a move, and was about to grab the soft sword in Bei Tinghuang's hand, but he didn't expect that the blow just now was just a false move, and the soft sword's counterattack was the real move, with the tip of the sword pointing backwards, As if he had expected Qiongqi's move, the soft sword wrapped around Qiongqi's wrist at a frightening speed.

  (end of this chapter)