My Demon Queen

Long Aotian stared blankly at Mu Wushuang in front of him, the inexplicable pressure surging in his heart like a tide.

At this moment, Mu Wushuang really looked like a white crane about to spread its wings and fly high, her posture was extremely elegant and calm.

Each of her movements is gentle and smooth, as if it were a carefully crafted work of art, and every detail is filled with unique charm.

Surrounded by spiritual power, Mu Wushuang's figure seemed to blend perfectly with the surrounding environment.

She stood there quietly, but exuded a tranquil and powerful aura, like a towering mountain, daunting.

Ye An could no longer remain calm at this moment, and his eyes, which were originally slightly narrowed, opened completely.

"Good fellow, you are here to gain experience points! Bajiquan is not enough, now you use Tai Chi? You...ah, you are really stubborn, why am I worthy of you?" Ye An sighed helplessly in his heart.

How could Ye An not understand that Mu Wushuang was using this method to express her love for him and that she wanted to defeat these people using the moves Ye An taught her.

Long Aotian looked at Mu Wushuang's aggressive appearance, and for a moment, a trace of cold sweat seeped out on his forehead.

Then, his gaze slowly turned towards Xiaorou and found that Xiaorou was also looking at him.

However, this time, he saw a hint of expectation in Xiaorou's eyes.

Long Aotian felt that his fighting power was instantly maximized, and when he looked at Mu Wushuang again, he was much more serious.

"Miss Mu, I am serious about this." Long Aotian said solemnly.

Mu Wushuang's cold voice sounded: "I couldn't ask for more." The voice was like the cold wind in the cold night, with a sense of determination and firmness.

Long Aotian's eyes flashed, and the light on his body shone like the sun. In an instant, a majestic dragon appeared out of nowhere.

The huge body of the dragon is like a towering mountain, its scales are shining as if they were made of metal, and it exudes a terrifying dragon power.

The air around seemed to be frozen by this powerful pressure, making it difficult to breathe.

But at this moment, Mu Wushuang was like a lotus blooming in the storm, quiet and elegant.

Long Aotian took the lead in launching an attack. The dragon's tail was like a huge steel whip, whistling through the air and lashing towards Mu Wushuang fiercely.

The powerful force caused the space to distort slightly, as if it could destroy everything.

Mu Wushuang was not in a hurry, her steps were as light as a butterfly, dancing gracefully.

She performed the "Cloud Hands" from Tai Chi, moving her hands gently as if caressing the breeze.

Her movements are graceful and smooth, and every detail is full of charm.

Surrounded by spiritual power, her hands seemed to turn into soft clouds, skillfully dissipating the powerful force of the dragon's tail and deflecting the ferocious attack.

The dragon's tail lashed the ground, making a deafening noise and raising a cloud of dust.

Then, the dragon opened its huge mouth and a stream of hot dragon breath gushed out like a raging torrent.

The scorching breath seemed to be able to turn everything into ashes, and the temperature around it rose sharply.

Mu Wushuang's eyes focused and her hands moved quickly, like a nimble bird.

She performed the "White Crane Spreads Wings" move, and her body moved like a white crane spreading its wings, light and graceful.

Her hands guided the power of the dragon's breath to disperse to both sides. The hot dragon's breath left a scorched mark on the ground and made a sizzling sound.

Seeing this, Long Aotian became even more angry, and the dragon swung its claws and pounced forward.

The gigantic dragon claw was like a mountain made of steel, carrying the force of a mountain pressing down on one's head.

Mu Wushuang flashed and responded with the "Lou Xi Ao Bu". She moved flexibly, like a bee flying through the flowers.

The moment he approached the dragon claw, he hugged his knees with one hand and pushed away with the other, cleverly neutralizing the powerful force of the dragon claw.

Her movements are a combination of hardness and softness. They seem gentle, but they contain infinite power.

The giant dragon circled up and then swooped down suddenly. Its speed was like lightning, leaving no time for people to react.

Mu Wushuang remained calm and performed the "Wild Horse Parting Mane" technique. Her hands were like the parted mane of a wild horse, full of power and beauty.

She split the dragon's diving force to the sides and stood firmly in place.

The ground shook violently under the dragon's impact, as if there was an earthquake.

Then, the dragon swung its tail and attacked again, as fast as lightning.

Wherever the dragon's tail passed, the air was torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound.

Mu Wushuang reacted quickly and used the "Reverse Rolling Arm". She stepped back and turned around, like a weeping willow in the wind, soft yet tough.

With both hands, he led the dragon's tail backwards to dissipate the power of the dragon's tail, while creating an opportunity for himself to counterattack.

Long Aotian roared, and the dragon's whole body shone brightly, like a burning sun.

The powerful force made the surrounding space unstable, as if it would collapse at any time.

Long Aotian roared, and the dragon's whole body shone brightly, like a burning sun.

The powerful force made the surrounding space unstable, as if it would collapse at any time.

The giant dragon waved its claws again and pounced towards Mu Wushuang with the momentum to destroy the world.

Mu Wushuang's eyes were firm, and her body was as steady as a mountain. She used the "Sealed and Closed" technique, and her hands were like two tightly closed doors, steadily blocking the attack of the dragon claw.

Spiritual energy surged between her hands, competing with the power of the dragon claws, making bursts of roaring sounds.

Seeing that his attack was blocked again, Long Aotian became more and more anxious.

The dragon hovered in the air, preparing to launch a more powerful attack.

However, Mu Wushuang did not give it this opportunity. She flashed and approached the dragon as fast as lightning.

The moment he approached the dragon, Mu Wushuang performed the "Cross Hands", crossed his hands, and gathered his spiritual power into a powerful ray of light.

She pushed forward suddenly, and the light was like a sharp sword, piercing directly at the dragon.

The dragon tried to dodge, but it was too late. The light hit the dragon's body, and the powerful force made the dragon roar in pain.

Long Aotian's face changed drastically. He tried hard to control the dragon, but found that his power was gradually weakening.

Mu Wushuang took advantage of the victory and performed a "closing move". Her movements were gentle and soothing, as if she was ending a graceful dance.

However, this seemingly simple move contained endless power. The spiritual power formed a vortex around her, tightly surrounding the dragon.

In the end, the dragon gradually lost its ability to resist under Mu Wushuang's powerful force.

Long Aotian reluctantly turned back into human form and looked at Mu Wushuang with shock on his face.

"Thank you!" Mu Wushuang saluted Long Aotian with a fist, then walked towards Gu Shuchen without looking back.

Long Aotian stared blankly at Mu Wushuang's departing back, muttering, "Is this still a human?"

"Senior Brother Gu..." Just when Mu Wushuang was about to speak, a familiar and detached voice sounded behind him.

"Okay, take a break! Don't you see how the audience is looking at you?"