C221 (2/2)

”Give me your life!”

Ye Ling raged in the air, his astonishing speed closing in in on them. He waved the Buried Skies Coffin and smashed it hard on the head, his aura overflowing the heavens, surging forward violently, causing people to become afraid of him.

”Whiz!”

Xia Qingfeng was no match for him, he was so frightened that he immediately turned and ran, the terror of Ye Ling was beyond his control, even if he wanted to fight to the death, he did not have any chance to retaliate, he was simply waiting for death.

”Trying to run?” Seeing that Xia Qingfeng was escaping without fighting, Ye Ling frowned, he suddenly raised his hand and the Dragon Slash shot out horizontally, becoming an arrow leaving the bow, flying straight for Xia Qingfeng.

Xia Qingfeng's face was pale, he had already lost the will to fight, seeing the incoming sword images, he panicked, and anxiously wanted to dodge, not daring to face Ye Ling directly.

Puff!

Xia Qingfeng was caught off guard, as he was dodging the sword shadows, he was suddenly cut in half by a sword rainbow, his body instantly split into two, with blood flying into the sky.

”AHH!” With fear in his eyes, he looked at Ye Ling who was closing in on him from behind. Naturally, he was still trying his best to escape, not caring about the other half of his body at all.

”Humph!”

”You still want to run? Then let me send you off!”

Ye Ling stepped forward. Seeing how Xia Qingfeng had fallen to such a state, he still wanted to escape from his hands. The corners of his mouth curled up and a touch of loneliness appeared.

BOOM!

Xia Qingfeng's broken body instantly exploded, transforming into a mist of blood that quickly flew into the Buried Skies Coffin, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Whoosh!

The cold wind whistled, and snow fluttered everywhere. The battle had finally ended, but Ye Ling had a face full of exhaustion, and his expression was extremely haggard.

Although his battle with Xia Qingfeng seemed to be easy and relaxed, in reality, he was also putting all his effort into fighting. If he did not rely on the Buried Skies Coffin in his hands, killing Xia Qingfeng would not have been easy at all.

After putting away the Buried Skies Coffin, Ye Ling directly turned around to look at Nalan Qiushui who was on top of the snowy mountain peak. The current Nalan Qiushui was covered by the heavy snow, and only her beautiful beauty appeared on the snowy surface.

As Ye Ling flew closer and placed the heavily injured Nalan Qiushui back into the Anti-Desolation Tablet, he suddenly turned around and looked at Yun Nichang who had turned into an ice sculpture and was about to be submerged by the snow.

Ye Ling felt extremely guilty. Along the way, even if they met by chance, Ye Ling had already experienced a sense of hardship. Now that Yun Nichang had died miserably, and the culprit was still at large, Ye Ling's anger could not be suppressed in the slightest.

”Lang Yun! ”You beast, don't let me see you, or I'll make you die a horrible death!” This was the only thing that Ye Ling could do for him. The culprit was Lang Yun, if he was not eliminated, Ye Ling would not be able to rest at ease.

With a wave of his hand, the snow that covered Yun Nichang instantly scattered. Looking at the pitiful Yun Nichang, Ye Ling's helpless and miserable death, Ye Ling could not bear to see Yun Nichang holding onto her regret for the rest of her life.

The instant Ye Ling waved his hand, a streak of black blazing flames flew out. It was the Core Fire, able to incinerate all living things in the world.

The Core Inferno flew out and enveloped Yun Nichang within it in an instant. Yun Nichang disappeared from his sight bit by bit, and this was the last bit of energy that he could muster.

's body left behind a stain. This was the only way Ye Ling could help her wipe it away, he believed that Yun Nichang would agree to do the same.

's face revealed a look of melancholy, but his heart was filled with countless emotions. All the women who had died in front of him were related to him, so he felt guilty in his heart, and did not know how to end this day of life and death together.

Sou sou!

Ye Ling was silent, feeling the coldness in the snow, he wanted to keep him awake, but suddenly two sword images shot out from behind like thorns.

Ye Ling frowned, the moment the thorns attacked him, Ye Ling's figure suddenly disappeared from his original position, the thorns fell onto the summit and with a boom, the snow mountain collapsed, turning into ruins in an instant, becoming flat ground.

Ye Ling floated in the air, he looked at the wind and snow with a solemn and cold expression, and felt a familiar sensation, his eyes suddenly squinted into a line.

”I can't even kill you with this, I've really underestimated you!”

A mocking voice rang out in the air, but no one appeared.

”Lang Yun!” Just a moment ago, he was still thinking about how he could meet Lang Yun, but now, Lang Yun had actually taken the initiative to appear in front of him.

”What do you have to be proud of?”

”Killing one Xia Qingfeng is just your fate, there is no lack of people like Xia Qingfeng in my Martial God Sect. If he can't kill you, then I will have to do it myself!”

In order to take revenge, in order to personally kill Ye Ling, he had sworn many times. Now that Xia Qingfeng had failed, he would not miss this chance.

He could tell that Ye Ling was at the end of his tether right now, so he was exhausted after his battle with Xia Qingfeng. Otherwise, why would he choose to appear at this time?