Although the theory of mutual restraint of the three major systems was criticized by Rong Chen as worthless, it was not unreasonable to say that the ancient martial artist restrained the Holy Soul Master. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoAlthough the martial artist system has lost most of its inheritance, they have always come and gone without a trace when they refine their physical bodies, and the speed is so fast that it is difficult for soul power to capture, and soul masters often have not had time to lock their breath, I am afraid that their necks have been cut off.

Now Yu Ling has the same feeling, the reason why he was able to narrowly avoid Jing Yue's attack was purely because he also had a super reaction speed, not because he had grasped Jing Yue's traces in advance.

This is a very clever ancient warrior, much more clever than the assassin he met that day to assassinate Shu Jinye.

After making this judgment, Yu Ling not only did not fall into a panic, but also felt that the blood in his body began to heat up. He has never been a person who is willing to live like water, this kind of wandering between life and death may be thrilling, but he just likes such a stimulating feeling, otherwise what is the meaning of living a life?

With a movement of his mind, the translucent six-square array barrier had been constructed and appeared around him, successfully blocking Jing Yue's next few attacks, giving Yu Ling a few precious buffer times.

Crimson Kill!

The moment before the barrier of the six-square array shattered, endless flames were already surging, with a dazzling fire, as if it was about to burn everything in the world.

Anyone with a normal mind should retreat when they encounter such an attack, and first use their defensive spirit skills to block the edge, but this madman-like opponent once again surprised Yu Ling, only to see that he did not retreat but advanced, even if his fluttering clothes were burned to ashes in the rolling tongue of fire, and even his hair was a little scorched, he still rushed over at any cost, and approached Yu Ling in a blink of an eye.

In an instant, the cold light came out of the sheath, just like a cold crescent moon, so beautiful and moving, but it hid deadly danger.

Yu Ling subconsciously wanted to deflect his body to avoid it, but a strange and unpredictable fluctuation enveloped his body at some point, making him unable to move in this short moment.

"Poof-" The cold and sharp energy suddenly submerged into Yu Ling's shoulder, and in an instant, the ice was as piercing as winter, as if even his blood was frozen, and the faint cold air instantly dominated his whole body.

"You're not my opponent, admit defeat yourself. For the sake of this insignificant exchange competition, I can give you a chance to live, knowing that this is an honor that hundreds of souls have been asking for before. Jing Yue's soft voice was as soft as ever, his gaze moved down slightly, fixed on the short sword that pierced Yu Ling's shoulder, and seemed to be a little surprised that the other party was able to avoid the heart at the last moment, so he decided to show mercy once, after all, such an interesting opponent, it would be a pity to kill it easily.

It's just that...... Why is there always such a stupid person in this world, who obviously has the upper hand, but he has to give up the opportunity to talk nonsense, if he changes Yuling, even if he doesn't kill the other party, he will at least completely cripple the opponent, ensuring that he has no power to resist before he speaks.

Moreover, has Jing Yue forgotten that he is still a soul master?Oh no, it is not very accurate to say this, after all, except for a few people, the others should not know the identity of Yu Ling's soul master, and Chun Tiannan will definitely not be so kind to spread around.

Yu Ling temporarily threw away the spiritual power that was frozen in ice, but suddenly raised his head and looked directly at Jing Yue, who was close at hand, looking at his beautiful face like a jade man and his autumn eyes like a star.

Jing Yue's playful smile suddenly froze on his face, because the sudden heavy blow directly made his mind buzz, as if there were countless flies flying around, and even the scenery became blurred.

Although he bit the tip of his tongue and forcibly woke up, there was a sharp pain in his chest at this moment, which was both cold and burning, as if it had been pierced by some sharp weapon.

Jing Yue slowly lowered his head, only to see a long knife stabbing him through, and the red blood stains spread around the blade, turning his unstained white robe red, as bright as a bright red petal.

For a long time...... Didn't bleed any more wounds......

In the last flash of thought, the long knife that pierced his chest emitted an endless blazing white light, stretching like the sea, rushing into his whole body, colliding violently with Jing Yue's own spiritual power. However, before Jingyue could organize an effective resistance, another heavy blow was imprinted in his mind, causing him to fall into a state of confusion and distraction again.

When he came to his senses, the chaotic spiritual power was no longer able to stop it, like a breach in the embankment, which collapsed again and again, unable to stop the raging flood from pouring for thousands of miles.

Is it still defeated after all......

Sensing that the dantian was already empty, Jing Yue was suddenly a little confused, he didn't expect that the seemingly ordinary black-clothed young man in front of him was so enduring, and it wasn't until the last moment that the killer of the soul technique was revealed, and if he didn't guess wrong, the other party probably also cultivated the martial arts system, and at least it was also in the late stage of bone refining, otherwise his physical body would not be so strong, and if someone else was pierced through the shoulder by himself, I am afraid that he would have been unable to move and be unable to fight back.

It's really hidden deep enough, I just don't know, if this overly forgiving young man in front of him bumps into Chungu Feng, can he continue to laugh to the end?

Of course, this has nothing to do with him anymore.

"Snort-" As Yu Ling pulled his knife back violently, the wound on Jing Yue's chest suddenly sprinkled a poignant blood flower, and he seemed to have lost all his strength, slowly falling to the ground, unable to stand up again.

"Big brother!"

"Senior brother, are you alright?"

"Do you dare to kill Senior Brother?!"

The disciples of Wuxuanmen suddenly made an uproar, almost unable to believe their eyes, this was definitely the shortest competition they had ever seen, and it didn't look like there was anything fancy and gorgeous, just a few simple encounters, and everything came to an end. However, the thrilling danger is all in plain sight, and it is difficult for outsiders to see how much of the doorway is.

"Your dagger is back to you. Yu Ling didn't bother to deal with the excited Wuxuanmen young man around him, he just skillfully pulled out the short sword on his shoulder and threw it next to Jing Yue, and then turned around and left the martial arts arena directly.

Jing Yue turned a deaf ear, and only looked at her short sword in a daze, there was still Yu Ling's blood on it, and one by one it flowed along the blade of the sword to the ground, and after a while, the short sword was as smooth as new, leaving no trace of blood, and restoring the cold and bright clarity.

However, this is definitely not a normal phenomenon, this short sword has accompanied Jing Yue from childhood to adulthood, I don't know how much enemy blood I have drunk, this is the first time I have encountered this kind of situation that cannot be absorbed. This is either a problem with the short sword itself, or Yu Ling's blood is relatively special.

Obviously, the reason could only be the latter.