Duan Qi moved out of the way nimbly, and with a flick of his finger, a space crack like a black hole appeared beside Di Jiuque.
The magic dragon's innate skill—space control.
Di Jiuque smiled coldly, and a black crack opened behind Duan Qi.
Duan Qi quickly dodged to one side.
"Whoa!" But the black crack was like a sharp blade, quickly cutting open his arm, and blood spurted out.
Only then did Yun Qingyan realize that Duan Qi's blood was actually purple!
"Hiss." Duan Qi screamed in pain, stepped on the sole of his foot, turned his sharp claws into blades, and grabbed Di Jiuque's neck.
"Bang bang bang!" Countless silver flames exploded, almost drowning Duan Qi.
"Roar!" Suddenly, a burst of dark fire swept over.
Di Jiuque frowned, raised his hand and waved away a silver light. At this moment, Duan Qi's figure disappeared from the place.
Everything returned to its original state and nothing seemed to have happened.
…
"Master, I brought him back." Angry, who had lost an arm, hugged Duan Qi and knelt down in front of Jiang Wuya.
Jiang Wuya's ghostly purple eyes stared at the young man who was seriously injured and turned pale. There seemed to be black mist in his eyes, which was very complicated.
"Master?" he said angrily and doubtfully.
"You go down and recuperate." Jiang Wuya took Duan Qi, thought for a while, put a hand on Duan Qi's chest, and power poured into Duan Qi continuously.
The wounds on his body began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his pale face gradually turned rosy.
Duan Qi stood up and attacked the person in front of him almost subconsciously, "I didn't lose! Come again!"
Jiang Wuya restrained his hand, his eyes were charming and cold.
"Do you like kittens?" Even though he knew the answer, he still asked again for some reason.
Obviously he didn't know who the little cat was referring to, but Duan Qi nodded solemnly, "Of course I like it! I want to marry Yanyan!"
"Oh?" Jiang Wuya tapped his knuckles on the table, his purple eyes narrowed slightly, "Come here..."
…
Yun Qingyan looked at Di Jiuque who easily defeated Duan Qi and was stunned, "Xiao Queque, what level has your cultivation reached?"
Di Jiuque, who originally wanted to settle the accounts with Yun Qingyan, enjoyed the admiring gaze and said, "Half-step emperor."
He said with grace and arrogance, his jaw tightened.
"Xiao Que, you are so awesome!" Yun Qingyan hugged Di Jiu Que tightly and gave him a big hug.
Di Jiuque sneered coldly, "Whether I am powerful or not will be discussed later. Who is he?"
Yun Qingyan blinked, thinking he could escape... Unexpectedly...
Emperor Jiuque is not easy to mess with at all!
"Contestants of the last round of special challenge." Yun Qingyan answered honestly.
Wait a minute... No, why is she guilty? She and Duan Qi have nothing to do with each other!
She was almost dragged into a ditch by Di Jiuque. When she saw the gloomy expression on his face just now, she almost thought that something really happened between her and Duan Qi!
"Oh? Just an ordinary contestant?" Di Jiuque narrowed his ice eyes slightly and his breath was cold.
Yun Qingyan: "..." Vinegar bottle! Vinegar bucket! Vinegar tank!
"Otherwise, what else could it be?" Yun Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief and pinched her handsome face covered with frost, "Not long ago, he and I were rivals.
Why are you so jealous, Xiaoque? "
The great Emperor is definitely not willing to admit that he is jealous.
"It's just an opponent, so why did he call you Yan Yan?" He looked at Yun Qingyan with his narrow phoenix eyes. When he was looked at by those cold and majestic eyes, he felt that all lies could not be hidden.
Like an emperor sitting on the throne, asking questions coldly.
(End of chapter)