C216 (1/2)

”Arad, die!”

This was completely in the light of day. Undisguised provocation and contempt.

If it was to an ordinary person, it would be fine, but the key point was that the other party was the Son of Light, an existence whose fighting strength could only be described as terrifying.

Cold-Air Disillusionment was arrogant enough, but he did not say such words to Son of Light. He had a bottom line for being arrogant, but he did not have a bottom line for being arrogant.

Obviously, in the eyes of the Cold-Air Disillusionment, Yan Yun was a person who spoke nonsense.

The Son of Light did not speak, but that did not mean he did not express his stance. Different from the Cold-Air Disillusionment who liked to take advantage of the situation, the Son of Light was a practical person, he was more inclined to use actions to express his dissatisfaction and anger.

BOOM!

Son of Light forced Cold-Air Disillusionment back with his palm, turned his palm into a blade, and slashed towards Yan Yun.

The slender palm seemed to have become the sharpest blade in the world. Golden flames surrounded the blade of the palm, and no one dared to look at the dazzling golden light.

Although Son of Light did not use his full strength, he still used seventy percent of his strength in this strike. This was the strength he used to deal with Cold-Air Disillusionment.

It was not that he couldn't use his full strength, but from his point of view, Yan Yun was very weak after all, and using a hundred percent of his strength was too exaggerated.

Experts were good at determining their own strength, and every little bit of strength was accurate. This way, they wouldn't waste it, and at the same time, they could use the smallest amount of damage to maximize their damage.

Son of Light was an expert, but this time, he made the biggest mistake of his life.

With the swing of the blade, half of Yan Yun's body was ripped apart, his blood and flesh becoming a blur, he spat out a huge mouthful of blood and flew back, falling onto the beach without moving.

”This kid is finished!” I don't even dare to say this to the Son of Light, but he actually said such a thing, he's dead for sure. ” Cold-Air Disillusionment shook his head and sighed.

Jing Ruo did not speak. She immediately appeared beside Yan Yun, and her calm expression revealed a hint of worry. Her jade hand gently patted Yan Yun's body as she gave him a simple treatment.

On the beach under Yan Yun, the white sand was completely dyed red and was still continuously spreading.

Yan Yun's breathing was erratic, this place was also in the wilderness, there was no one around, forget about medical equipment.

Jing Ruo gently caressed Yan Yun's forehead as a drop of crystal clear liquid rolled down from the corner of his eye. Soon after, he raised his head and looked towards Son of Light who looked like a ball of blazing sun, his eyes flashed with ice-cold killing intent.

Jing Ruo did not speak anymore, and a blank look appeared on her face as she slowly disappeared from her original spot.

After absorbing the blood of the clan's ancestors, Jing Ruo only needed a little time to completely open the gene chain to the fifth stage, which was a stage that even the King Wanshang did not have complete control over.

This could be said to be a great opportunity for Jing Ruo.

But this time, she revealed killing intent because of Yan Yun's ”death”, and activated the third stage of the gene chain in advance. She only wanted to kill the Son of Light in order to take revenge for Yan Yun.

When the third stage of the gene chain was activated, Jing Ruo completely fell into a state of absolute reason, neither happy nor sad. Accompanying his path of an assassin, she immediately charged towards the Son of Light.

The sword qi moved unhindered, and pointed straight at Son of Light's throat.

This was the first time in his life that he was injured. Although he had only lost a strand of hair, it was enough for him to take it seriously.

Jing Ruo's strength had risen greatly, it was obvious that Son of Light would have some trouble dealing with him, but it was only so, and there would not be the slightest bit of panic.