THE SHOCKING VENOMOUS CONSORT
Chapter 264: The Escape Dust Crisis

Under the night breeze, the lake water surged, the ripples rippled, spreading far, further and further away, and disappearing at night. With a ripple, Ling Yichen's heart gradually fell into the night.

“Who is it?” Ling Yichen suddenly regained consciousness in her heart, holding a sword at her waist.

A cyan figure slowly walked out from the darkness.

“That's you!” Ling Yichen looked at the young man in front of her, the young Sect Master and Ye Qingyun who met during the day. At this moment, other than the arrogance of the day, his face was a little more frightening.

“Where is Ling Chuxi?” Ye Qingyun asked Ling Yichen in disdain.

“Why are you looking for it?” Ling Yichen's eyes suddenly froze, her fingers moved slightly, her sword half an inch from the sheath, reflecting the cold water.

“You've asked too many questions, just tell me where he is.” Ye Qingyun said, continue walking towards Ling Yichen, and a strong pressure also followed.

“With me coming, you never want to hurt him.” Ling Yichen looked at the killing intent in Ye Qingyun's eyes and slowly pulled out the long sword.

“That's you?” Ye Qingyun smiled disdainfully without seeing how she moved. The figure suddenly disappeared in its place, and went straight to Ling Yichen.

Ling Yichen's eyes exploded, his long sword gushed out, and the power of a huge circle peak came out with this sword piercing through the body.

But just before the long sword was about to pierce through Ye Qingyun's chest, her hands moved, her fingers moved, and a cold little star shook the scales on the lake.

Ling Yichen only felt one strong force at a time, even though it was just a flick of his finger, it was like a hammer with a handle. After the great power, Ling Yichen almost held her sword unsteadily, and she stepped back and retreated straight. After three feet away, he barely stood up straight, his face was pale, and the blood on his chest could not stop for a long time.

True Yuan Realm! Ling Yichen took a deep breath, and there was no doubt that his strength had reached the true Yuan realm.

However, Ling Yichen had no intention of retreating, and her eyes became firmer than before. Just by flicking a finger, he could fly himself with a long sword with a great full peak, and it also left him severely injured. Such a martial art, even Ling Chuxi could not do it. Thinking of this, Ling Yichen would not let him face Ling Chuxi.

"Your strength is too bad, tell me where Ling Chuxi is, lest you die." Said Ye Qingyun.

Ling Yichen did not speak a word, her expression was indifferent, and pressed the blood flowing in her chest, clenched her long sword and slashed at Ye Qingyun again.

Ye Qingyun smiled disdainfully and moved slightly under her feet, then she dodged Ling Yichen's long sword and flicked again.

A huge force flowed again, Ling Yichen flew over profusely, and this time she could not hold her chest, and blood spurted out.

Standing up, Ling Yichen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his long sword again and cut towards the other party. With a muffled voice, Ling Yichen flew out again and spurted blood into her mouth.

“Give you one last chance, Ling Chuxi is here?” Said Ye Qingyun.

“You're really bullshit.” Ling Yichen stood up, her face gray like a wide smile, a hard smile, and the long sword moved backwards a little, like hiding behind her, rushing towards Ye Qingyun with an extremely strange posture.

Looking at Ling Yichen's sword, Ye Qingyun's expression changed slightly.

Moving forward, stepping, leaning back, the long sword trembled, the combat gas accumulated like a volcanic eruption, shining brightly at night.

Ye Qingyun flicked her finger again, just as her finger was about to touch the body of the sword, Ling Yichen twisted her waist, letting Ye Qingyun's fingers with true spirit light up towards her heart, and that long sword pierced Ye Qingyun with lightning. Under the ribs.

Even though this sword was not fatal, it was enough to make Ye Qingyun hit hard, and could no longer threaten Ling Chuxi, and Ling Yichen was also very clear that with her own flesh and blood, she said, he would definitely not be able to bear the true element he showed. The Qi.

However, there was no doubt in his eyes, and no fear at all.

“Finding death!” Ye Qingyun never thought that Ling Yichen's sword would be so decisive, completely leaving behind life and death.

Even if he knew that Ling Yichen's sword was going to kill him, he was unwilling to injure the two.

"Choke", Ling Yichen's body was struck by a boulder and flew backwards in a sharp sound, sword light shining across his chest, bloodstains slowly flowing from his chest, and a sharp, sharp sound of light shining through his chest, and a piece of red gradually spread out, getting thicker and thicker, blood dripped down at the corner of the clothes, and there was a sound of beating on the ground.

Ye Qingyun looked down, the clothes under her ribs were exposed, and her skin was cut off by blood.

His face was blue and angry. Such a skin trauma had no effect on his strength, but it was an insult in his life.

The young master of the Star Sect, a true yuan realm power, faced an opponent who was only the pinnacle of Great Perfection, not only failing to kill in a single blow, but was also stabbed by the other party, too, and that would definitely be the laughingstock of the main sects.

“I want to keep you alive, because you don't appreciate it, then no wonder I.” Ye Qingyun's teeth clinked and raised her sword towards Ling Yichen.

Ling Yichen leaned against the large tree, still holding her sword tightly, but her expression was indifferent.

He did not warn because he knew that if he warned, Ling Chuxi would not only leave, but would definitely come regardless of his life.

At that moment, not only could he not help her, but also influence her.

Footsteps coming from behind, Ye Qingyun subconsciously turned to the side, looking back, I saw a ribbon of cloth appear in the line of sight, with the words "Iron teeth of the world's first tooth god" was written on it, on such a night, It was undoubtedly ridiculous to see a streamer in such a place, but when he saw the man walking slowly holding the streamer, he was more surprised.

“That's you, wind no trace!” Ye Qingyun frowned slightly.

Ling Yichen also looked at Jiang Wuhen hesitantly. At this moment, Jiang Wujian gave him a completely different feeling, without a trace of camouflage. An indifferent silence seemed to be born, and he felt very strange. He, him and him haha, really two people. The part of calmness and tranquility makes people pound.

“My name is Jiang Wuhen!” Jiang Wuhen corrected, stepped forward and blocked Ling Yichen in front of him.

“What do you do?” Ye Qingyun frowned and asked.

“They, you can't move.” Jiang Wuhen looked at Ye Qingyun calmly.

"Oh, I think that the second master of the Feng family only likes fortune telling and gossip. When did they start taking care of these nosy things? Could it be that you Qingfeng Sect still want to become the first sect, everyone?" .

"Once again, my name is Jiang Wuhen, and this matter has nothing to do with the Qingfeng Sect. They are my friends." Jiang Wuhen still held the banner and said calmly. There is little danger in a calm tone.

"Friends? The Tangtangzongmen children had befriended these ordinary people, which was ridiculous." Ye Qingyun said with a cynical sneer.

"You don't understand, but you don't need to understand," said Jiang Wuhen lightly.

“I almost forgot, the second son of the waste Feng Family might just be suitable to befriend such people,” Ye Qingyun said in a derogatory tone.

Jiang Wuhen's eyes fell, and Ye Qingyun's words caught the pain in his heart. The second young master of the Feng family, who was born on the ancestral ancestor of the generation, was usually qualified since childhood, and it was not good for martial arts. He was just curious about the different tactics. However, she ran away from home the night before her engagement, and her whereabouts are unknown.

"Am I wrong? Can you stop me?" Seeing Jiang Wuhen's expression, Ye Qingyun raised her tone.

"Don't forget where this is, aren't you afraid of doing the Zongmen taboo?" Jiang Wuhen.

"Wednesday? Silly, don't tell me you don't know the news of the birth of a fierce sword. For this matter, who can take care of the taboos of the big schools, let alone kill some secular people, even if you kill the second master of the wind family's waste, ' he said , I am afraid that the Qingfeng Sect might not treat me that way. "Yinyin Ye Qingyun smiled, and suddenly rushed towards Jiang Wuhen to attack. Therefore, he did not dare to really kill Jiang Wuhen, no matter how he wasted it, he was always a descendant of the Qingfeng Zong bloodline, and he could only be killed by Qingfeng Zong.

Long ribbons Jiang Wuhen danced, and his head was covered with a face facing Ye Qingyun, and there was a loud noise. The cloth ribbon was divided into two parts by a long sword. Qingyun stabbed into his chest. It was no wonder that Jiang Wuhen carried people mixed with him all day, as his sword was hidden in a ribbon of cloth!

In a clanking clanking sound, their long swords had been stirred dozens of times. At night, ignition stars fly like fireflies.

“It turns out that the second young master of the Feng family is not as extravagant as the legends, but actually trains with the state of Great Refinement, which is rare.” Ye Qingyun laughed sinisterly while fighting.

Great Refinement at this age could still be considered a genius if placed in various countries, but to the Zongmen descendants, it was not much better than waste.

Every time Ye Qingyun's sword pierced out, it left behind a hint of cold stars that shone at night, and the tip of the sword flashed swiftly, but those cold stars would not disperse for a moment, either, and it looks like a twinkling star hanging in the night sky.

This was the Star Sect's secret martial art, the Star Sword Array! It was said that when his strength reached a certain level, the sword force spread out like a galaxy, and was trapped among the stars, you could no longer see the other party's sword force.

Jiang Wuhen did not say a word, and the flowing figure walked through the shadows of the stars like the wind, and the sword was faster than the sword, but it was fast and powerful, yet it was ruthless. For a while, Ye Qingyun could not help him.

“It turns out Jiang Wujian is also very perfect.” Ling Yichen saw Jiang Wujian's true strength for the first time today. While she stopped bleeding for herself, she watched attentively as the two met.

Ling Yichen looked even more surprised, when talking about strength, he and Jiang Wuhen should be among Zhong Bo, but in the presence of Ye Qingyun, he was difficult to fend off, he had a hard time, and Jiang Wuhen's battle situation was clearly much better. Clearly, Jiang Wuhen's sword and martial arts skills, as well as his understanding of martial arts conceptions, were unique.

Actually, it was obvious to think about it. Although Ling Yichen also consulted Mo Kongyuan and the others, however, the time was too short. Instead, the same state of refinement, Jiang Wuhen, who was born in the sect, was under the influence of Xiao Er. Budo's understanding and artistic conception must have exceeded Ling Yichen's, if not impossible to fight with Ye Qingyun until now.

After all, Mo Kongyuan had been immersed in martial arts for nearly a hundred years. No matter how he suppressed his strength, his century's artistic experiences and conceptions could not be suppressed. It was just a simple sword and sword. Ling Yichen needed to spend a lot of time to understand.

Ling Yichen concentrated on watching the two meet, Jiang Wuhen's fighting prowess was comparable to Ling Yichen, and swordsmanship was easier to grasp.

Slowly, Ling Yichen's thoughts gradually merged into it, as if she was amongst himself, every time the long sword was swung and the entanglement of the sword brought him a deep touch.

If Ye Qingyun's sword force was extremely outstanding in the vast starry sky, then Jiang Wuhen's sword force was like the night wind, seemingly invisible but ubiquitous. At this moment, Ling Yichen felt that even though they were using swords, they were actually separate from the sword itself, but integrated into the perception of everything in the universe.

This is their sword, what about mine?

Unknowingly, Ling Yichen's mind seemed to have a trace of enlightenment, getting clearer and clearer. Just as the cocoon was about to break apart, the gap opened, and the gap grew larger, just waiting for the moment when the disc appeared.

No one in the hands of the two realized that between the vast world, spirits secretly surged, and Ling Yichen's cold eyes exuded a strange charm.

Around the two of them fighting, the Jianmang stars became denser and denser, but Jiang Wuhen's body style became more and more slower. Finally, with a muffled voice, Jiang Wuhen even carried his sword with Ye Qingyun's sword. Blood dripped from the thighs.

Although his artistic conception of martial arts and swordsmanship was not bad, his strength was still one level behind the opponent.

"You just used Qingfeng Jianyi. I did not expect that even your eldest brother could understand the invisible Qingfeng Jianyi, but you were enlightened by him, but his waste was waste. , Even if there was wind sword intent? "Ye Qingyun said with disdain as she dropped blood on the sword.

"How about the waste, just relying on the Great Refinement Realm, it won't be able to leave a mark on you. The Star Sword Array was nothing more than that," Jiang Wuhen said indifferently.

“What are you talking about!” Ye Qingyun stared at Jiang Wuhen's mocking gaze, her stomach clothes were cut off, and slanted sword wounds were pulled down obliquely, and thin blood beads came out. The scar was too shallow, and if it wasn't Jiang Wujian, he could barely feel the pain.

“Qing Wuzhen, your waste, dare to hurt me.” Although his injury was so negligible, Ye Qingyun was furious. With his true Yuan world strength, he was wounded under the sword of two opponents in a perfect circle in just an hour, including Qing Wuhen, a waste that had long been reduced to a Zongmen joke. How can he hold?

“Even a piece of trash can hurt you, then you should how?” Jiang Wuhen sneered.

“Qing Wuhen, do you really think that you are a person from Qingfeng Sect, I will not dare to kill you?” Ye Qingyun said with spit eyes.

"My name is Jiang Wuhen, and it has nothing to do with the Qingfeng Sect," Jiang Wuhen said coldly.

"OK, since you said that, then no wonder I." Ye Qingyun was a murderer in her heart. After all, Qingfeng Zong had never discovered Jiang Wuhen's whereabouts, even if he died in the Southern Xia Kingdom in an unknown manner. Gonna know? It is a big deal to kill the two people in front of you, and then appear with the illusion of dying together. When someone actually tracked him down, it would have nothing to do with him, and it should have been Nan Xia's luck.

With such thoughts in mind, Ye Qingyun was no longer quiet, and Chao Jiang Wuhen cut in with a sword.

The long sword made a buzzing sound, the sharp trembling of the sword pointed at a brilliant galaxy.

Jiang Wuhen was injured in the leg, and it was too late to avoid him. He could only attack directly, but he was also very clear. If he could not use the speed to show the wind sword, with his own fighting spirit, he could not match it. The soaring Fa-Spirit Sword.

At this critical moment, a figure stopped in front of him, and a sword slashed at Ye Qingyun.

In the sound of the sword, the galaxy disappeared like the wind and clouds, and in the great airflow, even Ye Qingyun could not help but retreat.

“Your opponent is me!” Ling Yichen's cold face blocked Jiang Wuhen in front of him.

The wound on his chest was still flowing with blood, but his figure was as proud as a spear, and he preferred to give up.

His eyes were still so indifferent, just as fearless, but a little less resolute, and a little more courageous. This is the true sea and sky, not the determination of fearless death, but the courage of seeing through life and death.

Suddenly, the aura of heaven and earth flooded his body, and the clash of war and aura fused together, resulting in a terrifying gaseous burst in the body, and each meridian came to the pain of the deep bone marrow.

But on his face, he could not see the slightest bit of pain, as usual, his calmness and composure, his eyes became clearer and sharper than before. Now that life and death had been seen, how could one care about such pain.

"Breakthrough, breakthrough at this moment!" Ye Qingyun looked at Ling Yichen who was staring blankly. He never expected that he would break through at this critical moment. Can't let him break through so easily! Otherwise, the problem is endless.

Ye Qingyun thought of this in her heart, and she did not hesitate. Once again, a sword gushed out, Ling Yichen looked at him faintly, and took a step forward, and the lightning sword broke off.

The two swords intersected, and the power of terror came. Ye Qingyun's chest stagnated, and she was startled and flew out. Kara, a large tree with a full waist was hit and broken.

There was a great pain behind, Ye Qingyun thought about it when she broke her heart, and Ye Qingyun remembered that when she broke through the Great Circle and rose through the ranks to the original Yuan realm, she had lost her heart, he not only had his own strength in the body, but also an abundant world spirit power. A powerful force erupted at the same time, and he was completely unable to resist it.

Thinking about this, the gray-faced man Ye Qingyun climbed up from the ground and no longer dared to act lightly.

However, I witnessed Ling Yichen's promotion to the original Yuan realm, but she was unreconciled, hesitated for a moment, and ended up not starting.

“Huh, I understand how you can promote Zhenyuan smoothly! Be careful not to know how to die.” Ye Qingyun could only curse silently in her heart. He certainly had a deep understanding of the risks of Dzogchen's promotion to True Yuan.If not for the two elders of the Heavenly Sect to help each other, then, he would die under the shock of that terrifying aura and fighting spirit.