At this time, there were only three people left on the stage: Jun Qianxi, Duanmu Ming and Jun Wumian.

And none of the opponent's ninth-order masters were injured.

Jun Wumian and Duanmu Ming are just able to delay them.

Especially Duanmu Ming, if his soul door was not opened, and his soul power was not strong enough, he would not be able to control the fire qilin to block the two ninth-order masters.

He wasn't as relaxed as he seemed.

Every move is cautious, and as long as there is the slightest difference, he will definitely be repulsed.

"Brother Ming, these are ninth-order masters, how can I, a fifth-order master, have the ability to mend the sword!" Jun Qianxi slowly walked to Jun Wumian's side, "Otherwise, this ninth-order intermediate one will be handed over to me to drag, how about the two of you join forces to kill the remaining six?" ”

The corners of the mouths of the people watching the battle couldn't help twitching, is it okay for a ninth-order intermediate to be able to reach three ninth-order primary?

If she joined forces with the two of her Hades and got rid of those ninth-order juniors one by one, it would still work.

Now she actually wants to use the strength of the fifth order to support the intermediate master of the ninth order?

I'm afraid that if the other party casually waves his sleeves, you won't know where to be lifted.

"Girl, how long can you delay?" Jun Wumian's eyes narrowed slightly, he still had the leisure to chat with her when he was fighting with his peers, he was really not a simple product.

"Well, it should be okay for a stick of incense!"

Jun Qianxi thought for a while and said.

"Then, I'll be back within half a stick of incense!"

Jun Wumian actually did not refuse, which made the faces of the spectators stunned.

When did this shijie become so crazy?

Mo Lingfeng had already returned to the location of the Lingshan Sect, and he, the cheerleader, naturally couldn't be idle at this time.

"Sister-in-law is rising!"

"Sister-in-law is rising!"

All the juniors and disciples followed his steps, looking up to the sky and howling.

They trusted Jun Qianxi so much, even if one day she said that she could slap Nangong Fenghua to death with one palm, they would be convinced.

Their sister-in-law will never do something that they are not sure of.

Such a scene naturally attracted everyone's attention, and they were vaguely infected by this blind trust.

She was still a waste a year ago, and a year later, she was a fifth-order summoner, contracted a super divine beast, and a strange beast beast that could shoot and kill the peak of the eighth order in one fell swoop, maybe she could really drag out the time of a ninth-order intermediate incense.

After Jun Wumian left, Jun Qianxi stood opposite the ninth-order intermediate.

"My lord, everyone is their own people, please be merciful to your subordinates!"

"You're not controlled by the Soul Lock?" At this time, the other party also found the clue, and he muttered with a flickering look in his eyes.

"Soul locks? What's that? Jun Qianxi looked confused, and then she suddenly realized and shouted: "Damn Rakshasa Island, I dare to use the soul lock to control the old lady, no wonder I always feel strange, how can such a kind, innocent, simple and lovely person as I get mixed up with you despicable and shameless and obscene people!" ”

was scolded by her pointing at her nose, and the other party's face sank.

Jun Qianxi hatefully took out the bottle containing the soul smoke from the space ring: "Bai Ningshuang, as the queen of the Duanmu Dynasty, you actually gave the old lady such a vicious thing as the soul smoke, and now I will give it back to you!" ”

As she spoke, she slammed the bottle in her hand to the ground.

Seeing this, the ninth-order intermediate master's face turned pale, and he immediately lay on the ground and held his breath.