Chapter 385
Words:846Update:22/07/01 07:03:13
"There's such a thing?"
"Of course. In my opinion, Ye Qingtang will probably die before she can even make a second move."
Messy discussions rose one after another. Fei Ying and Ni Shang, who were standing at the side of the ring, were so nervous that their palms were sweating. Everything that entered their ears was disadvantageous to Ye Qingtang. Even though Ye Qingtang was determined to enter the ring, their hearts were already hanging in mid-air.
"God … I beg you. You must protect Miss." Ni Shang clasped her hands by her lips and softly begged for God's blessings.
Meanwhile, Fei Ying had already narrowed his eyes and stared at Song Junqiu and the rest on the ring. He clenched his fists by his side, and there was an unusual murderous look in his eyes.
If Miss was really defeated, he would definitely make Song Junqiu and the rest pay with their blood!
On the Life and Death Ring, Song Junqiu and the rest had a casual expression as they quietly sized up Ye Qingtang.
"Senior Brother Song, although this Ye Qingtang is overconfident, her appearance … is really delightful … It's really a pity if she dies on this ring now." A disciple who had evil intentions towards Ni Shang previously could not help but have a malicious thought when he saw Ye Qingtang's beautiful face.
"Even if it's a pity, it can only be a pity. I don't want to see her walk down the ring alive today, "Song Junqiu said in a low voice.
Ye Qingtang embarrassed him twice. If he did not retaliate, how would he be able to conduct himself in the inner sect in the future?
After hearing Song Junqiu's words, the three disciples naturally knew what to do.
Song Junqiu looked up, and his gaze landed on Ye Qingtang with ill intentions.
"Junior Sister Ye, since you are so courageous today, we will naturally not disappoint you. On the Life and Death Ring, life and death are determined by fate. Junior Sister Ye, please take care."
He secretly gave the other three a look, and they immediately understood Song Junqiu's meaning. The four of them immediately spread out and surrounded Ye Qingtang in the center of the ring.
There was one person in each direction with Ye Qingtang in the center. Once the battle started, the four of them would attack together, and it would be very dangerous.
"Song Junqiu is indeed not going to hold back. I think Ye Qingtang is really going to die here."
"Song Junqiu even brought the Cold Frost Sword today. He did not plan to let Ye Qingtang off." A disciple with sharp eyes noticed the sword at Song Junqiu's waist.
"Frost Sword?"
"The Cold Frost Sword was brought by Song Junqiu from his family clan. It's said that this Cold Frost Sword is extremely valuable. If it was placed in the Xuanming Pavilion, it would probably cost sixty to seventy thousand Xuanming points."
"I heard that this Cold Frost Sword is not only extremely sharp, but it is also forged from deep cold iron. It is exceptionally tough, and anyone who is injured by the Cold Frost Sword will immediately be corroded by the cold poison. Ye Qingtang is really in danger now … "
Song Junqiu's family background was not low, and his family was powerful. The Cold Frost Sword in his hands was also quite famous. Although it was not a top-notch divine weapon, it could cut through metal like mud. In addition, with the cold poison attribute, it was also famous in the weapons manual.
Song Junqiu unsheathed the Cold Frost Sword at his waist, and wisps of cold air emanated from the blade. He looked up slightly and glanced at the sword at Ye Qingtang's waist with slight disdain.
The scabbard was simple and old, and it did not look outstanding at all. Song Junqiu merely glanced at it and raised his brows sarcastically.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
