Chapter 141: The Deadly Blow (2/2)
”Yue Lian Han, you lost”
Ling Xian descended slowly and found footing on solid earth He looked at the dying y, breached the length of your intended life, and now, you have mere moments to live”
”Don’t need you to tell me that, I’ray, messy sea of hair Even then one could make out the deep cuts of wrinkles that lined her teup on her
Her heart had sunken deep into her gut She had hoped that the Golden Page would propel her up through the Nine Heavens, and conquer the vast landscape for as far as her eyes could see
If Yue Lian Han had left Ling Xian be, perhaps all of this could still coe in the history of hu as ti Xian into thisHow could she ever accept this?
She had wagered everything she had on a game of fate, her appearance, her life Even without both, she would have been content if she had defeated Ling Xian
”Ehe blood She eyed Ling Xian with a deadly glare without uttering a word But the look of hatred and conte, will you not repent?” Ling Xian saidthe lethal blow He had always been irl was near death There was no reason to end her life so swiftly
Seeing that Ling Xian had no intention of ending her life, Yue Lian Han sneered with the last of her breath and said, ”Am I too pitiful for you to kill me? Fine, I’ll do it myself”
As her voice trailed off, she su Xian shook his head Then, looking to the south, and then to the northwest, Ling Xian uttered softly, ”Friends, you’ve been watching this show for a while, it’s ti pause, no one stepped up
”See Xian narrowed his gaze and unleashed an invisible force towards the south
Hommmm!
The earth rumbled, and trees fell
”Ha ha, brother, that was unnecessary We did not wish to reveal ourselves, why insist?”
A raspy laugh echoed behind the massive tree that had just fallen A topless, dark-faced youth ju Xian cautiously
Behind him, four or five more youths followed suit From each breath they took, one could easily conclude that they all belonged to the Perfect Realm of Alchemy, albeit a touch less experienced co Xian did not respond Instead, he shook his head, turned his gaze towards the northwest and unleashed another invisible punch
A violent dust stor trees froroup had been forced out into the light, led by a young, handso youth dressed in red
Behind him, another four or five cultivators of the Perfect Realhtly bowed in fear and respect Evidently, this was a force to be reckoned with
Mo Qing Fu watched the two groups close in from afar When he made out the faces of the two leaders, his frown transformed into a look of terror
”You are…Vanquisher of Life, Conqueror of Creation”