Chapter 66 (1/2)

The killing intention flashed through his mind. In an instant, Lin Bingli's body moved, as if it were integrated with the endless frost, and killed in the direction of Chu Xingyun.

”Gu Qingshan, let's go!” Yan Du feels Lin Bingli's killing intention and his spiritual power revolt. He shatters the frost on his body. He walks with Gu Qingshan to stop Lin Bingli.

”It's ridiculous that you two want to stop me.” Lin Bingli didn't even look at the two men. Behind him, the ancient gate of frost reappeared. He could easily hold them down and could not move for half a minute.

Lin Bingli fell in front of Chu Xingyun and pressed down with one hand. The cold light was like stars, like stars all over the sky, showing a frightful killing opportunity.

Chu Xingyun bit his teeth, and the spirit power in his body broke out without reservation. The sword was stabbed out and once again condensed into a chopping wind blade, which cut into the palm of Lin Bingli.

But this time, Lin Bingli obviously moved to kill the idea, did not leave a hand at all.

When she touched Chu Xingyun's body, she frozen all his meridians, and even his blood became extremely stiff.

”Didn't you just be arrogant? Why is that all? ” Lin Bingli's whole body is full of killing intention. He looks like he is in charge of life and death. His spiritual power turns into a palm, which is buckled on Chu Xingyun's neck and slowly lifts it up.

Chu Xingyun's whole face turned red and wanted to move, but his body was completely frozen by the frost. Even the slightest miraculous power could not motivate him. To be completely controlled by Lin Bingli, he could only stare at him.

”Originally, I wanted to spare your life for the sake of the fragrance of the water, but I didn't expect you to be so ungrateful, a humble mole ant, dare to jump in front of me. I really don't know where your courage comes from.”

Lin Bingli clasped tightly, and her spiritual power was like a knife. Chu Xingyun's seven orifices began to bleed. But she didn't mean to let go. She said coldly, ”now, I'll let you know how easy it is for me to kill you.”

The voice suddenly became cold, and Lin Bingli's right hand reached out and held out a finger, which stabbed Chu Xingyun's eyebrows like streamers.

This finger is cold to the extreme.

Before touching his body, Chu Xingyun shivered, as if the dark sickle of death had hung on his neck, ready to harvest life.

”Damn it, is there no way to return to heaven?” Looking at the ice fingers approaching, Chu Xingyun's deep heart suddenly gave birth to a strong sense of powerlessness.

If it was a man with a strong spiritual environment such as Lin Bingli, Chu Xingyun could kill hundreds of them with his hands. He didn't even care about it, not even ants.

But at this moment, Chu Xingyun is no longer the overlord emperor of heaven.

In Lin Bingli's eyes, he is not a mole ant. He can suppress them and kill them if they want. He has no resistance at all. What he can do is to wait for death to come.

”It's over.” Chu Xingyun's eyes became dim. On the ice fingers, a gorgeous ice flower bloomed, which reflected into his eyes, expanded constantly, and even completely covered his eyes.

Boom!

The fierce cold was raging, brushing Chu Xingyun's face, making his closed eyes suddenly open, some disbelief said: ”I'm not dead?”