Chapter 703

The lake, in the night wind waves, waves open the ripples, far dispersion to open, more and more far away, confused in the night. Ling Yichen's heart, also with the ripples, gradually into the night.

"Who is it?" Ling Yichen's heart suddenly alert, holding the sword handle at his waist.

A blue figure is coming out of the darkness.

"It's you!" Ling Yichen looked at the young man in front of him. It was the young master of tianxingzong and ye Qingyun who had seen him in the daytime. At this time, his face in addition to the arrogance of the day, more than a bit of cold killing machine.

"Where is Ling Chuxi?" Ye Qingyun looks at Ling Yichen contemptuously and asks.

"Why are you looking for her?" Ling Yichen's eyes suddenly congealed, his fingers moved, and his sword was half an inch out of the sheath, reflecting a cold light like water.

"You just need to tell her where it is." Ye Qingyun said, continue to walk toward Ling Yichen, strong pressure also followed.

"You can't hurt her with me." Ling Yichen saw the killing intention in Ye Qingyun's eyes and slowly drew out his sword.

"By you?" Ye Qingyun sneered and didn't see how he moved. His figure suddenly disappeared in situ, and in an instant he came to Ling Yichen's body.

Ling Yichen's eyes blazed with divine light, and the long sword in his hand sprang out. The strength of Da Yuanman's peak came out with this sword.

But just when the sword was about to pierce Ye Qingyun's chest, he started to do it by hand. His fingers flicked, and a little cold star flickered across the lake.

Ling Yichen only felt one powerful force after another. Although it was just a flick of a finger, it was like a heavy hammer with a handle. Under the huge force, Ling Yichen almost could not hold the sword steadily, and he retreated back and forth again and again. Only when he retreated three feet away, could he barely stand still. His face was pale, and his blood was surging in his chest for a long time.

Zhenyuan realm! Ling Yichen took a deep breath. There is no doubt that his strength has reached the realm of Zhenyuan.

However, Ling Yichen didn't mean to shrink back, and her eyes became more firm than before. Even Ling Chuxi couldn't do it just by flicking his fingers, but he was able to fly his long sword with a full circle of peaks, and he was seriously injured. Think of here, Ling Yichen will not let him and Ling Chuxi on.

"Your strength is too poor. Tell me where Ling Chuxi is. I'll spare you." Ye Qingyun said.

Ling Yichen said nothing and looked indifferent. He pressed the blood in his chest. He held the long sword and chopped it at Ye Qingyun again.

Ye Qingyun sneered and moved slightly under his feet. He avoided Ling Yichen's sword and waved his fingers again.

The huge force comes again, and Ling Yichen flies out heavily. This time, he can't hold back the blood in his chest. A mouthful of blood spurts out.

Standing up, Ling Yichen wiped the bloodstain from the corner of his mouth, raised his long sword again and chopped at the other side. In the dull sound, Ling Yichen flew backward again and spewed out blood.

"Give you one last chance, Ling Chuxi is here?" Ye Qingyun said.

"You have a lot of nonsense." Ling Yichen stood up, his face as dead as ashes, hard smile, the sword moved back slightly, as if hiding behind, in a very strange posture toward Ye Qingyun.

Seeing Ling Yichen's sword power, ye Qingyun looks slightly changed.

Move forward, step forward, lean, the sword trembles, the accumulated fighting gas is like a volcanic eruption, shining at night.

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