"Feng Lengsong, I will give you a chance. If I remember correctly, you and I have no quarrel at all. Why did you become hostile to me from the first day I arrived at Piaomiao Clan Mansion, and openly and secretly fought with me?
Against?" Ling Chuxi asked. This question has been hidden in her heart for a long time, but there has been no answer.
"Did I tell you to let me live?" Feng Lengsong, in despair, asked as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, he perked up.
"No, I can give you a pleasure." Ling Chuxi shook her head and said.
"It's all death anyway, why should I tell you? Just kill me, kill me, you will never know the reason in your life." Feng Lengsong said. It's not that he is not afraid of death, he just wants to catch the only one who can survive.
It's just an opportunity.
"Do you know that there are things in this world that are more terrifying than death? There is a word, life is worse than death." Ling Chuxi was not in a hurry. For her, it was easy to get someone to speak.
Seeing the cruel smile in Ling Chuxi's eyes, Feng Lengsong's heart tightened and he turned around and ran away.
The Feng family's skills are known for their speed. If Feng Lengsong fled with all his strength in the past, Ling Chuxi might not be able to catch up with him. But now Feng Lengsong's strength has been greatly reduced, and Ling Chuxi is a Jun-level person.
If a mid-level master is allowed to escape like this, even Ling Chuxi herself will be embarrassed to see others.
As soon as her figure flashed, Ling Chuxi was already standing in front of Feng Lengsong, and her slender jade fingers were directed towards his Qi Sea point.
"How dare you kill me, a member of the Feng clan!" Just when Ling Chuxi's finger was about to point to the wind-cold sea of air, an angry shout sounded like thunder.
Ling Chuxi's consciousness wavered and she involuntarily took a step back.
In the distance, a tall figure came with a sword.
Before anyone arrived, flying swords were already coming from the sky.
The flying sword was so fast that when it rubbed against the air, sparks appeared, like a bright meteor.
A powerful and sharp sword intent also struck. The flying sword was still a hundred feet away, but Ling Chuxi could already feel the terrifying murderous intent in the sword.
"Emperor level!" Ling Chuxi held the Luochen Sword tightly, and an overwhelming feeling arose in her heart. Obviously, this person's strength has surpassed the peak of the King level and reached the level of the Emperor level.
Ling Chuxi had just been promoted from the Saint level to the Lord level. Of course she knew how huge the difference in this level was. Whether it was the Qi sea meridians or the abundant solidification of the vitality, it was simply a qualitative leap.
Even though Ling Chuxi easily defeated the masters at the peak of the Jun level before, that was mainly because the opponent underestimated the enemy. As for killing several mid-level and late-Jun level masters, he mainly relied on the residual seal of the martial soul and the Six-Path Ten Thousand Tribulations Banner.
Facing such an emperor-level sword, Ling Chuxi didn't even have the slightest confidence.
Huangfu Qingjue also saw how terrifying this sword was, so he flew over and guarded Ling Chuxi with his sword.
The flying sword continued to enlarge in the eyes, and in just a blink of an eye, it was already in front of the eyes. Waves of chills had already poured into the skin, sending a bone-chilling chill.
Jing Ziyu and Zhihan were about to leave, but when they saw this emperor-level sword, they couldn't help but stop. You must know that there are not many emperor-level masters, even from ancient aristocratic families, so they also wanted to see what happened.
"Seeking death!" Just when Ling Chuxi and Huangfu Qingjue were about to join forces to resist this emperor-level sword, a clear shout sounded, and an exquisite and simple flying sword appeared silently, blocking Ling Chuxi and
In front of Huangfu Qingjue, the emperor's sword was hit hard and flew away.