"Hehe, let's take this opportunity to see what Meng Wan is capable of."
After hearing the discussions of the people around her, Meng Wan looked up and asked in confusion.
"Who is Liao Qingqing?"
"You're looking for death!"
Qiu Ning's face instantly turned gloomy. He raised his hand and a giant black palm appeared, slapping towards Meng Wan.
Meng Wan's eyes also turned cold. She slightly turned her body and nimbly avoided the giant black palm like a nimble butterfly.
When there is no conflict of interest, she always tries to get away with it.
If you really can't hide any longer, then you can only... reveal a little bit of your strength.
The giant palm hit the cabin wall of the flying boat with a dull sound, leaving a shallow palm print.
After missing the attack, Qiu Ning's eyes became even angrier.
However, before he could launch the second attack, Meng Wan quickly formed seals with his hands, and a strange blood light flashed across his body, and fell on Qiu Ning at an incredible speed.
Sweeped by the bloody light, Qiu Ning let out a shrill scream, blood oozed from his mouth and nose, and his breath was greatly weakened.
"It's a blood curse! Rumor has it that if you learn this technique, you can curse others to death simply by consuming your own blood!"
Someone recognized the magic used by Meng Wan and showed a strong fear in their eyes.
"Blood Curse is one of the most powerful blood-related techniques, and it ranks among the top ten of all techniques. Compared to Blood Curse, Nether Palm is nothing."
"I never thought Meng Wan not only learned the blood curse, but also cultivated it to such a spiritual level. Even Qiu Ning is no match for her!"
"But using blood curses doesn't come without a price. The greater the lethality of a blood curse, the more severe the damage to the user will be."
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