Feilong looked at Murong Ningyue who was gradually losing his support under Wuxin's attack, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Although he had a lot of lewd thoughts about Murong Ningyue, if Murong Ningyue died under Wuxin's sword, he would still be happy to see it.

Murong Ningyue was panting and sweating profusely. At this time, everyone could see that she had reached the end of her strength. Wuxin looked at Murong Ningyue as if he was looking at a dead person.

When Wu Xin stabbed Murong Ningyue with a sword again, Murong Ningyue, who had always been calm, finally showed a look of panic on her face. She seemed to want to avoid it but had lost her strength. Murong Ningyue's body shook and finally stopped in place. When the long sword was one meter away from Murong Ningyue, Murong Ningyue simply closed her eyes.

A smile finally appeared on Wuxin's expressionless face. The finals were the finals. Just win another game to win the championship. Wuxin's heart even began to fantasize about the scene after he won the championship.

wrong!

When Wuxin's long sword stabbed Murong Ningyue, a feeling of extreme danger suddenly surged in his heart, and he flew backwards all of a sudden, and the "Murrong Ningyue" in front of him slowly disappeared. This was not Murong Ningyue at all, but because of the speed too fast and the phantom that Murong Ningyue used spiritual power to forge.

The real Murong Ningyue had been standing by the side for a long time, and when Wuxin was most relaxed, he appeared silently beside Wuxin. There was a smile of conspiracy on the corner of Murong Ningyue's mouth, and a cunning light flashed in her eyes. Although Wuxin had reacted in time and flew back as fast as possible, Murong Ningyue's icebreaking still struck Wuxin's chest.

"It seems that I underestimate you. You are more cunning than I thought!" Wuxin covered his chest, and blood was slowly flowing out from his fingers.

Murong Ningyue smiled and replied generously: "Thank you for your praise. I originally thought that people in the secret realm of no mind have truly understood everything without desire and ruthlessness. It turns out that they are also a great ordinary person, and they still want to win the championship to win this false reputation!"

Wu Xin sighed and said, "The world is bustling for profit, and the world is bustling for profit. The highest level of my Wu Xin secret realm is completely ruthless and ruthless, but no one has ever done it for so many years. I must win this game! Although you hurt me, I am the Spirit Saint after all. When I will not go to the second time, do you think you still have a chance of winning?"

Murong Ningyue did not hurt Wuxin at that moment. With the strength of Wuxin Spirit Saint, Murong Ningyue would definitely not be Wuxin's opponent. At the same time, Wuxin would definitely be more careful, and Murong Ningyue would no longer have the chance to attack like this.

But Murong Ningyue's face was not at all panic, but instead she looked like she was sure to win and said, "Is that true? Is it really just hurting you? You can try stabbing me with a sword again."
Chapter completed!