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Chapter 1927 Sixteen! Spirit Emperor!

Mu Yin stopped and rushed out, and saw Mo Yu walking past him, so he turned around and walked back with gratitude.

But Mo Yu's figure disappeared from the spot in an instant and appeared in front of Luo Qingfeng.

Seeing the visitor, Luo Qingfeng's eyes flashed slightly in surprise, and then he returned to calm. She chuckled.

"You are still laughing, looking for death!" Chaos Fire belongs to him!

Mo Yu's attack fell towards Luo Qingfeng. Just when his finger was less than half a foot away from Luo Qingfeng, the fiery red flame rushed towards him!

What!

The burning heat hit my face, Mo Yu's expression changed and turned and pushed it away.

However, before taking a step back, another palm fell on his shoulder.

He gasped and turned around and looked, his handsome face came into his eyes. Suddenly, he felt that his back was half cold.

Ninth Prince!

How could it be!

He looked down at the shock and found that Feng Jinghong was standing in the air!

"You are the Ling Sect!" When did Feng Jinghong have such strength?

Feng Jinghong didn't say anything, and with a swing of his arm, Mo Yu retreated backwards!

"Bingpo, it's time for us to do it." Luo Qingfeng took out the Fire Phoenix Sword and looked around coldly.

"roar--"

Bingpo let out a low roar and immediately flew forward!

The long sword in her hand danced, and her figure flashed. Wherever she went, her skin was blooming and her blood was splattering!

A cold aura filled the sky, with murderous intent, and this world was like the hell of death!

Everyone in the battle gasped when they saw Luo Qingfeng taking action.

They have seen people who take action, but have never seen people who take action like this.

How do you do this? You can kill and fight wherever you go without leaving any vitality?

Feng Jinghong glanced at Luo Qingfeng who was walking away, turned around and walked to the other side. A gelf flew to his feet and landed steadily on it.

The spiritual power flashed, and a jade flute appeared in his hand, which swung the jade flute out of his palm, and a powerful force immediately shook the air!

The power swept across the world, and the people around him fell down one after another!

"Bang bang bang!"

"boom--"

"Boom boom!"

...

There is constant movement and explosions spread all over the world, and this world is in turmoil!

The people from the three major spiritual masters stood there, looking at Luo Qingfeng who was wandering between the Spirit Emperors, and were so shocked that his chin had been dislocated.

How is that possible!

how so?

With Luo Qingfeng's strength, how could this be possible!

"This, Luo Qingfeng came to the Xiao family some time ago. Isn't it just the Spirit King? How could she compete with the Spirit King?"

"Are you brainless and able to compete with the Spirit Emperor? You must be the Spirit Emperor himself!"

"Spirit Emperor, do you believe it? Luo Qingfeng is only sixteen years old now, only sixteen years old!"

How could you become a Spirit Emperor?

Sixteen years old! Spirit Emperor!

Thinking of this, they suddenly became silent, their faces tense and looked not far away.

They don't believe it either, they don't want to believe it either.

But what I saw in front of me was the fact, Luo Qingfeng was the Spirit Emperor!

If it weren't for the Spirit Emperor, it would be impossible to block the Spirit Emperor's attack, or even hurt the Spirit Emperor.

And in just a moment, they had seen several spiritual emperors who had died at Luo Qingfeng's hands!

If what they saw was not an illusion, then Luo Qingfeng was the Spirit Emperor.

Sixteen-year-old Spirit Emperor!

Why do people still think that Luo Qingfeng is just like this? Even if she is able to practice, it is not surprising.

Xia Yifeng blocked the air attack and frowned when he heard them marvel.
Chapter completed!
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