Shocking Venomous Consort: Frivolous Miss

"Did you want to see if I'm dead? I didn't expect a mere Sage level master to burn his blood essence to cast such a sword technique, spell, and realm. It's not an injustice for my seventh brother to die in your hands. However, you're still a little short of killing me." The old man's deep voice rang out and the ruins were suddenly thrown to the sides. The old man's figure once again appeared in front of Ling Chuxi.

At this moment, the old man was no longer as arrogant as before. His ragged clothes were covered in dust, and there was a piece of vegetable leaf on his head that had been charred Black by the lightning technique. Soup was dripping down, and he looked as pathetic as he could be. It was as funny as it could be.

However, Ling Chuxi could not smile at all.

Six black banners with Scriptures written on them were set up around him, forming a formation to protect him.

Six myriad tribulation banners! Only then did Ling Chuxi realize that he also had a set of six paths of myriad tribulation banner on him. It was also because of its protection that the old man had escaped a calamity.

The six paths of myriad tribulation banner was obviously an imitation and did not give him full protection, so he was still injured. However, his injuries were much lighter than Ling Chuxi 's.

Ling Chuxi laughed bitterly. So what if the old man was seriously injured? she already did not have a trace of vital Qi left. She only relied on her firm will to not fall.

Even if the old man was lying in front of her, half-dead, she would not have the strength to stab him.

"In thousands of years, this is the first time I've seen someone with such talent. In time, I'm sure I won't be your opponent, but it's a pity that you won't have that chance." The old man seemed to be a little emotional, but there was no mercy in his eyes, only strong anger and killing intent.

Ling Chuxi's heart had already fallen into an Ice Valley. As long as this old man killed her, he could easily find the Sumeru Bodhi. Even if she did not die today, falling into the hands of Xia Yin Tianqi would be worse than death.

Could it be that he would not be able to escape today?

However, what Ling Chuxi did not realize at this moment was that the old man's words were very familiar. Why was it familiar? because many people had said this in front of her. The gist of it was that your aptitude was not bad, and in time, I would definitely not be your opponent. But unfortunately, I was going to kill you now, and you had no chance. After that, the person who said that would immediately die. So, there was really no need to talk nonsense in a fight. The more nonsense you talk, the faster you die.

"Is that so? then I wonder if I have a chance?" At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded. This voice was like a clear and pleasant Ice Flower, and also like the bright white moon. It was indescribably pleasant to hear, and indescribably charming.

However, when she heard this voice, Ling Chuxi felt as if she had been struck by lightning.

This was Huangfu qingjue's voice!

"Qingjue, it's qingjue's voice! Could it be an illusion?" Ling Chuxi's mind actually went blank. Was it because she missed him too much that she had an illusion? Otherwise, how could he hear the voice of the person he had been thinking about at this time?

"Who is it?" The old man asked in alarm.

"You dare to hurt my woman, die!" A silver sword energy fell from the sky like dancing snowflakes, shining with thousands of stars under the sun.

The old man's expression changed, and he raised his sword again.

However, before he could swing his sword, the millions of Silver Stars were already in front of him. The old man only felt a bright light flash in front of him, so bright that he almost couldn't open his eyes.

Death, a magnificent descent.