Chapter 1387
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A Spiritual Lord?!
Everyone was shocked when they heard this!
Feng Wu was only at the peak of the Spiritual Grandmaster stage. How was she supposed to fight a Spiritual Lord? She was an entire stage higher than her opponent!
"General Zhongliang may have taken several arrows and is badly injured, but there's no way Feng Wu can defeat him!"
"That's it. Feng Wu is really doomed this time."
"Actually, it's already very impressive that Feng Wu has made it this far!"
"That's true … Feng Wu is already more powerful than Bu Jingyu! If she were on the billboard, she would be 8th! That's terrifying! "
"She should give up now … After all, she'll have many more chances to challenge General Zhongliang in the future."
Everyone thought that Feng Wu was going to give up, but she didn't.
Because she didn't have countless chances to challenge him. She only had one chance.
Moreover, she only had three minutes left!
"Rumble —"
The axe came down at Feng Wu's head.
The axe whistled through the air, and it was filled with murderous intent.
The wind was so strong that it looked like a huge wave.
This world began to stir restlessly and go crazy!
The terrifying shockwave from the axe spread out at a speed that no one could get used to.
It swept across the entire space!
Sensing the danger, Feng Wu turned to run.
However, even though she had already used the Phoenix Dance, even though she had used all her strength —
Rumble —
The killing intent from the axe was like a vortex in space. Feng Wu stomped on the ground as if she were drunk, but she couldn't get out no matter how hard she tried.
Thump!
It was a heavy blow!
The shockwave from the axe hit Feng Wu in the back.
Pfft —
Like a kite with a broken string, Feng Wu was sent flying by the tremendous impact.
She couldn't stop vomiting blood in midair.
She couldn't stop vomiting blood when she hit the ground.
Pfft —
Pfft —
Feng Wu spat out mouthful after mouthful of blood, staining the ground crimson.
One strike —
General Zhongliang, who was on the brink of death, had severely injured Feng Wu with one strike!
"That's terrifying …"
"I thought that with General Zhongliang's injuries, Feng Wu would at least have some chance of winning. I didn't expect that she wouldn't even be able to withstand a single strike."
"That's what I told you. There's an entire stage difference between a Spiritual Lord and a Spiritual Grandmaster. Feng Wu is so dead!"
"So, there's such a huge gap between a Spiritual Lord and a Spiritual Grandmaster!"
"But Feng Wu is indeed a top genius. The only disadvantage she has is that she hasn't started cultivating for long enough …"
"That's right. If her cultivation hadn't been destroyed, she would be a Spiritual Lord by now!"
"Wasn't Zuo Qingluan as famous as Feng Wu back then? How strong is she now? "
Zuo Qingluan? Wasn't that Zuo Qingyu's biological sister?
Zuo Qingyu was elated to see Feng Wu spitting blood after only one move, and she smiled when she heard the others' questions.
"My sister? She's already an Eight-Star Spiritual Elder."
"Wow! Doesn't that mean he's only one step away from becoming a Spiritual Lord? "
"In other words, if Zuo Qingluan fights Feng Wu, she can cripple Feng Wu with one strike!"
"Zuo Qingluan is so amazing …"
For a moment, many people admired Zuo Qingluan to the extreme!
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