Chapter 492
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"Ha …"
Ning Luo had an evil smile on his face. "Senior Brother Zhuo, Senior Sister Yue 'er, you're thinking too much. Senior Sister Ye You wants me to kill Ye Qingtang, but you want to interfere. I don't think it makes sense. Furthermore, Ye Qingtang injured me severely, and I have a blood feud with her. Even if you want to kill her, I should be the one to do it."
Senior Sister Yue 'er's eyes were filled with suspicion after hearing Ning Luo's explanation, while Senior Brother Zhuo had an ambiguous expression. "Junior Brother Ning Luo, you clearly did not use your full strength just now with your Paragon Skill. Of course, I can see that. Could it be that … you see Ye Qingtang's beauty and are tempted … However, I have to warn you. Junior Sister Ye You wants to kill her, and you better cut off those thoughts. Otherwise, no one can save you if you anger Junior Sister Ye You."
"Senior Brother Zhuo, don't talk nonsense with him. Ning Luo's true love died three years ago. Given his character, how can he be tempted by someone else? No matter what he thinks, let's chop off this girl's head first and hand it to Junior Sister Ye You back to the sect. Then, everything will be fine," Senior Sister Yue said.
"Alright." Senior Brother Zhuo nodded.
Then, the aura of their Martial Qi Level Three martial artists exploded immediately and engulfed Ye Qingtang like a huge wave.
Ye Qingtang used her remaining primordial qi to defend herself.
"These two people are even more powerful than Ning Luo … Even if I have enough primordial qi, I can only fight evenly with one of them …" Ye Qingtang frowned and thought to herself.
Very quickly, Ye Qingtang looked at her space ring.
In the next second, a talisman appeared in her palm.
These talismans were treasures given to Yue Tiancheng by the Yunxiao Sect Sect Master, and powerful array formations and mystical skills were sealed in them.
With the talismans in hand, Ye Qingtang was confident that she could escape even if she could not defeat them.
"What a pity … It would be great if I could keep these treasures. Every talisman I use is one less …" Ye Qingtang stared at the talisman and felt a little heartache.
Just as Ye Qingtang was about to use the talisman, Ning Luo suddenly spoke with an undetectable smile in his eyes. "Senior Brother Zhuo, Senior Sister Yue, a Xuanling Sect elder is here. It's better to get rid of him first."
Hearing that, the two of them subconsciously looked forward and saw an old man slowly walking over from afar.
An old man in his eighties slowly walked over and said, "We are all young people. We should be friendly and harmonious. Don't fight and kill each other."
"Venerable Wu?" Ye Qingtang looked carefully and realized that the elderly was the Venerable Wu of the Sword Spirit Workshop.
Why would an elderly blacksmith from the Sword Spirit Workshop come here for no reason …
For a moment, Ye Qingtang felt a headache coming on. She could only run for her life now, and now there was another person who wanted to join in the fun …
"Yet another ghost seeking death." Senior Sister Yue'er stared at the old man with a look of disdain.
"Old man, you're already so old. Do you still want to come here to die?" Senior Brother Zhuo laughed.
Very quickly, the Venerable Wu walked to Ye Qingtang and smiled. "Sigh. You young people really make us old people worry."
"…" Ye Qingtang was speechless. She really did not want him to worry about this. It was easier for her to use the talisman to escape alone.
"Old man, I see that you're already so old. I don't want to stain my hands with your blood. If you know what's good for you, get lost." Senior Brother Zhuo was still smiling.
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