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1237. Chapter 1237 The First Showdown

Duanmu Chen was still walking towards Yin Tingting, because of Yue Qingqing's words, he was in a state of dismay.

"Young Master Chen..." Yin Tingting shouted softly, took the initiative to walk forward a few steps, and arrived in front of Duanmu Chen.

"Get out!" Duanmu Chen shouted softly, and the low voice seemed to emerge from hell, making people shudder.

Yin Tingting stretched out her hand and stopped in the air, thought for a while, and then let it go.

Now, she just created a soul-devouring insect for Duanmuchen.

Calculate the time and it will take another day to go.

Then let you be more impressive.

At that time, I want you, the pride of heaven, to lie at my feet.

A bright smile appeared on Yin Tingting's lips, and she did not touch Duanmu Chen, nor did she let Duanmu Chen touch her.

She lifted her hair behind her ears, revealing her beautiful side face, her eyes turned, and she chuckled, "Mr. Chen, Miss Qing gave birth to a child for you. Even if you have decided to abandon her and be with me, you shouldn't make her so sad! Go and explain it to her!"

She swayed her sleeves.

Duanmuchen's originally stiff limbs immediately returned to normal.

"Go to die!" Duanmu Chen's aura was completely released, the God-killing Sword came out, and the golden light flew away in his eyes.

This space caused a slight shock due to his overwhelming murderous intent.

He raised the God-killing Sword. As soon as the sword technique was released, the entire space was filled with sword shadows, and hundreds of sword energy swept towards Yin Tingting.

Yin Tingting narrowed her eyes and raised her sleeves.

A white light shot out from her sleeve, just a piece of white silk.

As her body danced, the white satin wrapped the space around her body.

"Bang bang bang bang bang"

The collision kept ringing.

Hundreds of sword energy were all blocked by the white silk.

"Is the tenth level of King Xuan?" Yue murmured softly.

"The peak of King Xuan!" Mo Li's eyes slightly raised, and then he retracted, "Attack power!"

Yin Tingting’s Xuan level is the tenth level of Xuan King, but its attack power is equivalent to the peak of Xuan King!

Yue Qingqing's eyes were covered with solemn expression.

Yin Tingting is not a vase, she really has that strength, so she is comparable to Mo Li.

The white silk slowly spreads and falls, like a white lotus slowly blooming.

Yin Tingting seemed to be standing in the middle of the huge white lotus, and as the white lotus petals opened, it gradually appeared in everyone's sight.

"Fairy White Lotus!"

Someone of the students was already murmuring, his eyes full of obsession.

They finally knew why someone called Yin Tingting "White Lotus Fairy".

After seeing the extremely beautiful scene just now, they felt that the fairy was no longer enough to describe Yin Tingting, and should be called "White Lotus Goddess".

Under an obsessive gaze, Yin Tingting stepped out of silk.

"Young Master Chen, you are really not my opponent now, so don't waste your time."

Yin Tingting smiled brilliantly.

She was not worried about anything wrong with revealing her true strength.

She will soon be able to break through to the Xuanhuang rank. Even the ancient clan leader will have to respect her when he sees her. Why should she be afraid of others?

"Clang"

Suddenly, a strange noise came from this space.

Standing on a high place, holding the cauldron, Xuan Wuqing, who had not moved, collapsed on the ground.

The whole cauldron slurry was poured out and in the blink of an eye the soil was seeped into the foot.

"Ah! Mysterious liquid!"
Chapter completed!
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