"You are really haunted. If you don't cherish the time you have to live, why can't you just wait for your death in five years?"

When Ling Qingzhu left the city gate, he immediately realized that he was being followed. His consciousness swept away and he cursed secretly.

Feeling depressed, Ling Qingzhu had no choice. Now that he had been found, he could only continue to go to other places.

However, a few days later, Ling Qingzhu, who was on his way, suddenly stopped and said in a bored tone: "Come out, you have been following me for so long, don't you feel that you are very annoying?"

"Miss Qingzhu is indeed the possessor of the Three-Life Martial Spirit with a talent that is rare in ten thousand years. The villain thought that he was hidden enough, but he was discovered by the lady."

A breeze blew by, and a young man in white robes with his eyes tightly closed appeared in front of Ling Qingzhu and praised him.

"A blind man like you is actually sent here. Is there anyone in the Ling family?"

Ling Qingzhu sneered, and in an instant, she shrank to the side of the white-robed young man, and the sword light from her fingertips pierced the young man's neck.

However, after the young man in white robe was pierced through the neck, no blood flowed out, and he even showed a gentle smile to Ling Qingzhu.

Then the figure dissipated and turned into a breeze and reappeared in the distance. The pierced neck was not injured at all.

"Miss, please don't waste your efforts. You should know that your ability is indeed very powerful and difficult to guard against. However, after all, you have only awakened your martial soul and started practicing for a short period of time. There are currently ways to restrain yourself." The face of the white-robed young man said.

He always said with a confident smile.

Ling Qingzhu knew what the young man in white robe meant. She mocked the young man in white robe for being blind. It was because she knew this method of restraint.

Born blind, his martial soul is the martial soul of wind. He has been practicing using wind to sense the function of his eyes since he was a child.

Therefore, not only will it not affect the performance of his strength in battle, but Yuetong's illusions will also be ineffective against him.

Moreover, his cultivation level has reached the seventh level of the Pulse Condensation Realm. Currently, Ling Qingzhu really has no way to deal with him. He is truly her most difficult opponent today.

However, Ling Qingzhu, who had no better way to deal with this, would not just surrender. He sneered and said mockingly: "Ha, use the Tao Transformation realm I helped you realize to deal with me, Yue Feng, this is what you are referring to.

A way to restrain yourself?"

The smile on the face of the white-robed young man Yue Feng did not change, and he said in a sincere tone: "I dare not forget the kindness of the young lady's guidance, but the Ling family also has the kindness to adopt and nurture me. If the young lady is willing to follow the villain,

When you return to the Ling family, I think with the young lady’s current talent, the head of the family will spare no effort to train you. In this case, you will be considered the third head of the house and the third wife..."

"Shut up!" Ling Qingzhu scolded in a cold tone.

Yue Feng was not affected by Ling Qingzhu's words. Instead, he struck the most painful wound in Ling Qingzhu's life as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Miss,..." Yue Feng wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Ling Qingzhu coldly: "I told you to shut up!"

After her mother died in this life, Ling Qingzhu's only thought now was to destroy the Ling family. Yue Feng even persuaded her to go back to the Ling family to play that kind of house game, which directly touched the blood in her heart.

Dripping wounds.

"Stop talking nonsense and take action. Since I can wish you to understand the Tao of Transformation, I naturally also have the means to deal with the monks of the Tao of Transformation. Do you really think I can't do anything to you?"

As soon as the words fell, Ling Qingzhu moved again, shrunk into an inch and came to Yue Feng, and slapped his chest with a palm.

Facing Ling Qingzhu, who had an extraordinary understanding a few years ago and has never understood it since he regained his sanity, he naturally cannot be too cautious.

Yue Feng was confident that Ling Qingzhu's attack and the illusion that caused the Ling family's pursuers to defeat him were useless against him.

The reason why he had not taken the initiative was because of his vigilance, in order to test whether Ling Qingzhu had any other methods that he had not yet used.

And after Ling Qingzhu said these words that could deal with the realm of transformation, Yue Feng immediately raised 120% of his energy in his heart.

Regarding Ling Qingzhu's slap, Yue Feng immediately turned into a wisp of breeze again, and did not bear the slap to prove the authenticity of Ling Qingzhu's words.

Ling Qingzhu didn't feel any pity for this. Even if she hit the target with this palm, it would not be able to hurt Yue Feng at all, who could transform into a way to avoid the power.

Yue Feng was also a little confused, because he realized that even if he didn't transform into a Taoist, this palm, which was not strong enough even to scratch an itch, would not be able to hurt him at all.

Ling Qingzhu suddenly shrunk to the side of Yue Feng just to help him pat the dust off his body. Of course, Ling Qingzhu was not that free.

Yue Feng's doubts were answered when he regained his body form from the transformation path not far away.

The gray flame the size of a palm was burning on the white robe on his chest, looking so dazzling.

Yue Feng's expression suddenly changed. He immediately understood that Ling Qingzhu's palm was indeed weak, but he could not avoid it.

This small ball of flame was very inconspicuous, and even burned very slowly. It only burned on the clothes on the surface of his body, but he couldn't even avoid it.

Yue Feng did not believe in evil. Even though he transformed into a wisp of breeze and regrouped his figure, the gray flame the size of his palm was still burning in his chest.

In fact, the solution is very simple, just take off the white robe.

But now it's not a fight, but a battle between Yue Feng and Ling Qingzhu, competing with each other's methods.

He had vowed before that he would not be able to deal with Ling Qingzhu without restraint. If Yue Feng took off his white robe at this time, wouldn't he directly admit that he was at the end of his rope and that he could not deal with Ling Qingzhu?

This is not just a slap in the face, but if he really can't handle this kind of flame, it means that Ling Qingzhu really has the ability to kill him.

Yue Feng didn't think that Ling Qingzhu would be merciful. The people in the Ling family who died in her hands had already fully conveyed this idea to him.

As long as there is a chance, Ling Qingzhu, the direct daughter of the Ling family, will definitely kill anyone from the Ling family without mercy.

Yue Feng tried every means, not to mention getting rid of the gray flames, but he couldn't even slow down the burning speed of the gray flames.

He even let the gray flames fuel the fire a little more because he wanted to use his vitality to clear away the gray flames.

The different fires in the heaven and earth are inherently indestructible, whether they are tangible things or intangible things. Even the space and the space wind in the cracks in the space can burn, and the invisible wind cannot escape naturally.
Chapter completed!