Chapter 6457: That's how to pull the wind 8

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She looked at the stage proudly.
In the eyes, full of contempt.
"Can't you find one who can fight against me?"
"Hurricane!"
Those who are standing below and want to wait and see.
At this time, they were angry.
The Ice Palace is a large school that has accumulated for thousands of years.
The dragon is lying in the door.
There are many disciples who concentrate on cultivation, and they are not well known.
However, all of them have their own unique secret skills.
Very few people can cope.
At this time, they all felt the scornful eyes in Ye Qingli's eyes.
As a senior disciple.
Actually it will be despised by a new person.
"I come!"
A disciple jumped into the ring quickly!
Then, he said nothing, and released the magic weapon.
Attacked to Ye Qingli.
"Spiritual attack!"
Ye Qingli opened his eyes!
His eyes looked at him like electricity.
"Ah, ah-"
The man’s magic weapon has not yet been sent.
Then, in his mind, it was like being needled.
Quickly bursting open.
Leaning his head, he quickly fell to the ground.
Kill again!
This is an unrestricted, indiscriminate attack!
Ye Qingli's winning streak is as unstoppable as it is torn down.
Her fusion of powerful techniques and martial arts has always been a super-invincible existence.
Now, she has added her mental attack.
From her body, almost no flaws can be found.
The same kind of combat skills are constantly reflected in her.
Strong mental strength?
Then, use the technique.
Powerful?
Very good, I have ancient Wu.
Fifty-five consecutive wins...
Sixty consecutive victories...
The battle speed of Ye Qingli began to slow down.
However, the opponents in front of her are also falling one by one.
Now she is like a mechanical fighting machine.
All of them now hold their breath.
In silence, count for her.
"Seventy, seventy-one, seventy-two..."
Their voices all began to tremble.
It is like witnessing the birth of a miracle.
One after another, the strong ones have gone up to challenge.
However, all of them did not block Ye Qingli.
No matter how strong they are, how strong they are.
However, Ye Qingli is still like an unstoppable chariot.
Roll forward.
"eighty!"
Everyone’s mouth spit out such a number.
Ye Qingli, at this time, also turned his own opponent to the stage.
"when!"
A broken weapon was swept down the stage.
Ye Qingli pressed the blade of the sky.
A long breath.
At this time, she also began to feel that her strength was somewhat inadequate.
You know, after fifty wins.
The opponent she faces is no longer as simple as it used to be.
All of those disciples were provoked by her.
One by one, they came to power and began to challenge her.
In these battles, the strength of Ye Qingli was consumed in large quantities.
After all, she has not been promoted to the middle of the king.
Her spiritual power is not as strong.
Thirty powerful opponents.
Take turns to fight.
If it is not because of her body, there is space to support it.
Even if it is an iron man, it has already fallen.
However, even this is the case.
On her forehead, she has already leached sweat.
It can be clearly seen.
Her body is a little shaken.
In the eyes of Jun Ao cold, I can't help but flash a touch of worry.