2033. Chapter 2033 Slap in the face from the Golden Palace 8

Jun Lingtian roared, and then he quickly pulled out a stick with cold light from behind!

There are dragon patterns engraved on it. With a wave of your hand, a white cold air spreads to the surroundings.

"Wow, it's actually an excellent spiritual weapon!"

The onlookers all around burst into admiration.

Prince Jing is really willing to spend a lot of money.

"It seems that Miss Ye is destined to lose this time."

"Yes, I heard that Prince Jing has reached the peak of the sixth level. Miss Ye is an alchemist. Even if she practices medicine and martial arts, she can't be compared to Prince Jing, right?"

"I think Prince Jing is a bit weak in victory, because he and Miss Ye are competing in martial arts, not refining medicine."

Everyone said this one after another.

At this time, Jun Lingtian had already waved the Panlong Stick in his hand, and then attacked Ye Qingli.

An extremely cold air rushed towards Ye Qingli!

The surrounding high platforms shook at the same time.

The sky seemed to be covered with dark clouds.

Spiritual energy surges.

There was flying sand and rocks all around, and it was almost impossible to see the movements of the two people clearly.

This extremely huge momentum immediately grabbed the attention of many people.

"His Royal Highness Prince Jing is indeed amazing!"

"What a genius from Fengyi City!"

"Miss Ye, you have to be careful!"

Emperor Yun'an suddenly became proud when he saw Jun Lingtian's majesty.

He glanced at Jun Aohan.

However, he did not see the disappointed expression in his eyes that he expected.

It doesn't matter, the fun is yet to come.

The endless spiritual power, accompanied by strong wind, quickly rushed towards Ye Qingli.

"Bang! Bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The spiritual energy surged rapidly.

The sound was huge, the cold air and strong wind rolled up, like a silver dragon, rushing towards Ye Qingli, as if it was going to devour her directly.

Ye Qingli, who was in the center of the vortex, pulled out Chixiao from behind.

Seeing the huge shock wave in front of her, she waved the stick in her hand, and then raised it upward to meet it...

"puff……"

It's like a bubble has been blown.

Then, the powerful tornado-like energy suddenly dissipated.

"Snapped!"

The Chixiao in her hand hit Jun Lingtian's Panlong stick hard.

"puff!"

Jun Lingtian took a mouthful of blood and immediately spurted out from his mouth!

Then, his whole body flew out from the high platform.

Falling heavily to the ground.

A deep hole was made in the extremely hard masonry ground.

The ground was suddenly dyed bright red.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Instant kill!

An instant kill without any chance of fighting back!

They all looked at Ye Qingli as if they were looking at monsters.

Isn't this too outrageous?

A few months ago, the two of them were still fighting to the death here.

Although Ye Qingli won, it was just a miserable victory.

How long has it been?

Jun Lingtian's cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, which is staggering.

Everyone believed that Jun Lingtian would definitely win.

The difference is whether he wins easily or with more effort.

However, this result was something that no one expected!

He was actually - fragile!

Such a complete loss!

There is no power to fight back at all!

Suddenly, someone screamed out in a high voice.

"Seventh level?"

All the emotions were suddenly ignited.

"Seventh level master?"

"Oh my God, this is simply a genius!"

"Yes, she is indeed the quasi-princess of His Highness the Ghost King!"