Chapter 67
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Nangong Qing was startled by the cold light contained in the Qi.
"Oh, you still have someone protecting you." Nangong Qing suppressed the annoying fear in his heart and sneered, "Seeing that your footsteps are weak and you have no cultivation, it's a compliment to call you a devil cultivator. Could it be that you're a woman from a mortal family who ran away from home and eloped with your little lover cultivator to have fun in Tianchi Mountain? "
Just by looking at his figure and behavior, ordinary people would find it difficult to recognize Ye Yunlan as a woman. Nangong Qing's words were clearly an insult.
Ye Yunlan was expressionless.
In his previous life, he had heard too many insults and scoldings. There were countless people who hated him and wanted him dead, so he was no longer hurt by words.
Nangong Qing continued, "There are differences between immortals and mortals. How long can your little lover be good to you? When your body is dirty, I don't know if your future husband in the mortal world will still want you. "
The word "husband" made Ye Yunlan's eyes turn cold.
"Shen Shu, step back."
Shen Shu asked, "Master?"
Ye Yunlan's voice was very light. "I'll only use my sword."
Only one person will use his sword.
This was the attitude of a sword cultivator who was extremely confident and proud of himself, asking his opponent to fight.
Shen Shu answered, "Yes."
He had already felt that when his master really held the sword at this moment, his momentum was completely different from his usual.
It was also different from when he usually taught him.
At that time, Ye Yunlan was still gentle and warm. Even if he was cold and indifferent, when he gave him pointers, he was still like the spring wind and rain, moistening things silently and taking care of every detail.
But he never used his full strength.
And now, perhaps this should be his true appearance when he used the sword.
— Indifferent, cold, indestructible.
Nothing could melt him.
Chen Weiyuan was watching quietly in the Celestial Seeking Pavilion.
Xu Qingyue suddenly asked curiously, "Senior Martial Brother, what are you looking at?"
Chen Weiyuan turned his head and said lightly, "Nothing."
He carefully brewed the Spring Mountain Dew in his hand and then poured a cup for Xu Qingyue. "Qingyue, come."
Xu Qingyue smiled and said, "This is the Spring Mountain Dew. The tea has a strong fragrance and the sweetness of spring. When it enters your mouth, there is a sweet aftertaste. It's really not bad."
Chen Weiyuan said warmly, "If you like it, then drink more."
Amidst the dense fog, he quickly glanced at the street.
Right at this moment, a resplendent sword light streaked across like a morning star breaking through the sky.
The sword was beautiful.
He thought calmly.
And what about humans?
Ye Yunlan had already unsheathed his sword. The sword light was bleak.
Nangong Qing's eyes were filled with disdain. He raised the scimitar in his hand and said, "Since you want to die, don't blame me for fulfilling your wish."
He was an Aurous Core stage cultivator and was about to break through to the Nascent Soul stage. Although his cultivation base was still unstable due to the accumulation of countless elixirs, it was more than enough to deal with a cultivator without any cultivation base. Not to mention, his father had arranged for him to be surrounded by guards.
The sword radiance collided with the saber radiance.
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