Chapter 167: What Have You Done to Me?

That's a holy artifact!

The characteristics of weapons, people who do not have the peak cultivation of the Holy Spirit Master, are simply broken!

Huang Quan actually broke, could it be that she has the peak cultivation of the Holy Spirit Master?

Can...... No way!

The path of a martial artist is more difficult to cultivate than that of a spirit master, not to mention that if you want to cultivate at the peak of the holy spirit master, then the martial path must be above the peak of the holy martial artist, and after the peak of the holy martial artist, there is an immortal martial artist.

Immortal warriors......

To exaggerate a little, even if Huang Quan started cultivating since he was born, he shouldn't have been so fast......

The only thing that can be explained is talent.

But at the age of fifteen, he reached the realm of immortal warriors, how much talent does this have to be against the sky?

The audience was silent, and everyone looked at the yellow spring on the competition stage, and their breathing subconsciously became cautious.

Immortal warrior!

Alive!

You can see it!

It's not rumored, it's not dead, it's not invisible, it's the immortal warrior they can see!

I didn't expect the Apocalypse Empire's competition to be so lively this year, first the news that the top five could enter the ruins shocked the four empires, families, sects, and then people with spiritual veins, and now there are immortal warriors like Huang Quan, it's too lively!

On the competition stage, Huang Quan, who was watched by countless pairs of eyes, looked at Nangong Qingle with a smile, and with a loose pair of fingers, he fell to the ground by the sword body of this section, making a crisp sound.

"How, how is that possible?"

Nangong Qingle looked at this scene and looked at Huang Quan with disbelief.

It's a holy artifact!

How could she break so easily?

"Surprised?"

Huang Quan's two fingers bent slightly, and he tapped on the remaining half of the sword, and a crisp sound sounded, and then, everyone saw that the sword body that had been knocked by Huang Quan snapped and broke.

That's right, it's broken!

One time, two times......

As Huang Quan took two steps forward and tapped twice, all that left the holy weapon that excited the students was a small section of the sword body and hilt......

Seeing Huang Quan approaching, Nangong Qingle's frightened body trembled, and she wanted to retreat, but when she moved, she found that she couldn't retreat at all, as if there was an extremely strong force that fixed her in place.

You can't put down your hands, you can't move your feet, you can't even tilt your head.

This is the power of the Immortal Warrior?

Invisibly intimidating people?

But how is that possible?

Even if Huang Quan is an immortal warrior and she is a Holy Spirit Master, she shouldn't be controlled so easily!

Nangong Qingle looked at Huang Quan in front of him with a frightened expression, and said in a trembling voice: "What did you do to me?" ”

Huang Quan leaned over slightly, his lips close to her ear, and chuckled.

That smile was crisp and pleasant, extremely good, but Nangong Qingle only felt cold when she heard it.

The next moment, Nangong Qingle heard Huang Quan's words: "You should be glad that you still have a little use value, otherwise, you will die now." ”

The voice was so soft that no one could hear it except the two of them.

Nangong Qingle only felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet and rushing straight to his brain, and the next moment, Nangong Qingle's frightened teeth began to tremble.

Hearing the sound of chattering teeth, Huang Quan hooked his lips and smiled: "Don't be afraid, I said, you have use value, I won't kill you for the time being, so you can rest assured." ”

"What do you want to do?" Hearing that, Nangong Qingle was not only not relieved, but even more worried.

Huang Quan raised his hand, his slender and slender fingers touched Nangong Qingle's fragile neck, his fingers moved slightly, and fell on Nangong Qingle's stamina, and the next moment, Nangong Qingle felt a scorching heat enter his body from the place where Huang Quan's fingers touched.