Chapter 1255
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The glower flame fan was broken …..
Ye Qing Luo's pupils contracted slightly.
His eyes reflected the cracked Gourd Flame Fan.
Subconsciously, she wanted to keep the glower flame fan.
How would Zi Qianqian let her off so easily, let go of the glower flame fan?
"You destroyed my most precious hair, I will also destroy your most precious weapon!" Zi Qianqian gritted her teeth sinisterly, as she injected all her profound energy into the Tian Ling Staff.
Black qi appeared.
"Crack", the strong pressure from the Tian Ling Staff directly broke the glower flame fan.
The enchanting glower flame fan broke into two.
The entire West Lake Square was silent.
The crowd's vision was fixed on the both of them.
The sound of the glower flame fan falling onto the stage was exceptionally clear.
"Ye Qing Luo, go to hell!" Zi Qianqian's beautiful eyes turned cold, as she arrogantly raised her chin, as her lips curled into a complacent smile.
She raised the Tian Ling Staff up high, as she sent the last burst of profound qi towards Ye Qing Luo's head …..
"Bam — —"
A loud sound was heard, as a petite figure was flung into the air.
A staff suffused with black qi, as it tumbled a few times in the air, as it landed on the ground.
A petite figure fell heavily on the side of the staff.
That's right, on the ground.
On the ground outside the stage.
It was Ye Qing Luo.
The moment Zi Qianqian held the Tian Ling Staff tightly and smashed it towards her, Ye Qing Luo's eyes flashed coldly.
She raised her leg, and directly kicked Zi Qianqian's abdomen.
"Qianqian!"
"Vice group leader!"
A group of people from the Death God Mercenary Group immediately stood up, as they rushed towards Zi Qianqian's direction.
Nangong Lin helped Zi Qianqian up, as she was so distressed that she was about to cry, "Sister Qianqian, are you alright, are you alright ….."
Zi Qianqian was still in a daze.
Her internal organs were in extreme pain, as though they were about to be torn apart.
Nangong Lin saw Zi Qianqian's pale face, as she stared furiously at Ye Qing Luo, as she scolded, "Ye Qing Luo, you slut! It's just a competition, is there a need to be so ruthless? If it wasn't for my Sister Qianqian's power, she would have been killed by you on the stage! "
In the arena, the girl who stood alone in the same spot with her head lowered was silent.
The surrounding waves of air swirled around her hair, but they couldn't sweep away the icy aura around her body.
"Don't think that just because you beat my Big Sister Qianqian secretly, you've really won! Just you wait! "Seeing that she didn't speak, Nangong Lin's mouth was even more unforgiving.
Nangong Feiran grabbed his wrist tightly.
Nangong Feiran was about to tell Nangong Lin to shut up.
All of a sudden, a cold gaze swept over.
It actually caused them to feel cold air invading their bodies, a chill rising up from the bottom of their feet.
His gaze was as cold as a sharp knife, filled with killing intent.
He did not conceal his killing intent at all.
Even the onlookers, who were used to seeing killing, couldn't help but shudder when they saw this gaze.
"You, you …" Nangong Lin was so scared that her legs went soft and she fell to the ground.
A pair of stubborn eyes filled with disgust stared fiercely at Ye Qing Luo.
After a long while, he finally found his voice, "What do you want to do? This is the venue of the interclass competition, what do you want to do to us? "
Ye Qing Luo laughed softly. That laughter was ethereal and pleasing to the ears.
But it was mixed with an eerie chill, as though it was a voice from hell.
The smile at the corner of her lips was so beautiful that it could topple cities.
"Zi Qianqian, a student from the class of gods, Death God Mercenary Group's vice group leader, Sky Profound seventh grade cultivator ….."
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