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Looking at Ling Chuxi in their realm, there was actually a feeling of retreat in the mountains between the clouds, which was obviously a level above them. Could it be that Ling Chuxi broke through after the life and death disaster just now?

It\'s just that seeing that it was white and snowy, but now it became a blood-red embroidered robe, who dare to say that this is luck?

Impossible, impossible! Qing Lingyan was also stunned. In order to kill Ling Chuxi, she tried her best to make up for today\'s situation. Seeing that she had to get what she wanted, Ling Chuxi suddenly seemed to be a different person. She felt a mystery that was hard to see, and even a kind of holiness that made her feel ashamed.

If you change to the past, maybe Qingling Yan will turn around and run away, but today, she has no way to retreat, and the conspiracy is revealed. It is an endless hunt, maybe the entire Hanyue Palace will be buried with her.

"Ling Chuxi, you bitch, dare to take away my punishment, I hate you, hate you into the bones, today either you live or I live." Qing Lingyan has been forced to die by himself, crazy Roared, brushing out the sword from Ye Qianhe\'s hand and spurting towards Ling Chuxi.

"Don\'t repent!" Seeing Qing Lingyan\'s madness, Ling Chuxi\'s eyes became cold and she waved a sword. The evil deeds done by this woman who loves madness are already unforgivable.

"Ding..." The two swords intersect, and a sweet whisper rises.

Qingling Yan trembles, and the long sword in his hand shatters into thousands of tiny crystal pieces, which are scattered to the ground, like countless stars.

"You...you..." Qing Lingyan covered her chest with wide red eyes and looked at Ling Chuxi incredulously. Although no scars were seen from the surface, the thick blood was flowing down the corner of the mouth. Out.

Ling Chuxi\'s face was indifferent. She didn\'t add another sword, but withdrew the falling dust sword and gently returned it to the sheath.

Ling Chuxi had seen Qiu Yi\'s killer, and at that time, he felt that the gap was not very big, so he underestimated the gap between Tianyuan Realm and Zhenyuan Realm, but did not think about it. Have the martial arts heart like her, have her martial arts mood?

It wasn\'t until this sword shot that she knew how big the difference was between Zhenyuan and Tianyuan. In the face of her innate vitality that has not yet fully recovered, Qingling Yan barely reached the true vitality of mid-Yuanyuan and was simply unable to withstand a blow.

It was only a moment, that seemingly gentle and gentle innate vitality shattered the sword of Qing Lingyan like a bamboo, and then destroyed her internal organs into pieces.

Although Qingling was still standing in front of her eyes, her internal organs were so injured that there would be no chance to survive.

The veil didn\'t know when to fall from the face, Qing Lingyan\'s original bright face became a gray, desperate looking at Ling Chuxi.

"No! No!" Qingling Yan shouted exhaustedly. There was too much unwillingness and too much resentment in her heart.

"Young Master!" Several maids have been hiding behind the mountain quietly. Seeing this, they finally couldn\'t help but appear.