138: Chapter 138 Old Dog, You're Too Late

Lin Qingxue's strength instantly surged from the first level of the Earth Profound Realm to the late stage of the sixth level.

"This time, I would like to see what you are going to do."

Although it was only a temporary possession, for the first time, Lin Qingxue felt that this power was truly intoxicating, and pure killing intent erupted from her beautiful eyes.

"Mystic Skill — Nine Suns Glazed Sword!"

A slightly scorching light illuminated the entire cave dwelling. Lin Qingxue held her light sword high, and with an aura like a landslide or tidal wave, she struck out instantly.

"Kill me? You think you're worthy?" Yun Zhe had yet to activate his Evil God Physique. Facing an opponent like this, he wanted to properly test his true strength.

Blood-red Mystic Power erupted instantly, no weaker than the aura surrounding Lin Qingxue, and he met her head-on.

"Mystic Skill — Savage Fang!" Yun Zhe began gathering power with his heavy sword, and the blood-red Mystic Power was continuously flowing into it.

"Boom —"

The two clashed in close quarters once again. Yun Zhe's expression remained unchanged, while Lin Qingxue was covered in wounds, and her Mystic Power was faintly becoming insufficient.

"Creak —"

Ten breaths later, under Lin Qingxue's terrified gaze, the King-grade spirit tool in her hand, the Nine Suns Sword, actually snapped, leaving her no choice but to let Yun Zhe hold his sword against her neck.

"Heh, the farce from three years ago should end today. Remember, it was I, Yun Zhe, who divorced you, not you coming to my Yun Family and successfully breaking off the engagement!"

At this moment, the knot that had been troubling Yun Zhe's heart completely dissipated. For three whole years, he had never felt as free as he did today.

"I didn't lose, I haven't lost! Damn Yun Zhe, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

Lin Qingxue's hair was disheveled, and the demonic beast hidden beneath her pupils finally erupted. Strands of white appeared on the tips of her hair until they covered her entire head.

"Whoosh —"

The terrifying Nine Blazing Suns attempted to strike Yun Zhe instantly, but unfortunately, Yun Zhe took the lead and severed her head.

"It's over."

Standing to the side, Lin Qingzhu remained calm. This was the path her younger sister, Lin Qingxue, had chosen herself, and she did not want to stop her. Unfortunately, she did not notice that the black markings on her own arm were becoming deeper.

"Leaving? Where do you think you're going? And you, Yun Zhe, you won't be able to leave today either. Just obediently accept your death!"

Third Saint Son Zhao Long, who had been watching the battle for a long time, looked at Lin Qingzhu and Yun Zhe with a gloomy expression:

"Yun Zhe, you killed my woman. Do you think you can still leave today?"

"And you, Lin Qingzhu, all these years, I don't know how much effort I've poured into you, but what about you? You've always turned a blind eye. No matter what, today, I'm going to take you!"

After saying this, Third Saint Son Zhao Long revealed his true colors, and Lin Qingzhu finally realized something was wrong with her body, as she slowly crouched to the ground due to the excruciating pain.

"Didn't expect that, did you? It was your own dearest sister who poisoned you. It's a pity; I originally wanted to possess both you sisters. Oh well, having just you is enough to satisfy me!"

"Third Saint Son Zhao Long, you are despicable!"

Yun Zhe also became anxious and stood in front with his heavy sword. He had clearly been instructed by Senior Brother Ye to come to the Hidden Sword Cliff with Senior Sister Lin Qingzhu, but who knew that this damn Third Saint Son Zhao Long would be so despicable.

"Hahaha, despicable? Yun Zhe, you really are an idiot. Did you think that by spreading news of your three-year appointment with Lin Qingxue, anyone would actually come here? I'll tell you, everyone hiding here is my person. And you, having killed the True Disciple Lin Qingxue, do you think you can still walk out of here today?"

Seeing that his plan was about to succeed, Third Saint Son Zhao Long stopped hiding and openly announced that there were people lying in ambush here.

"Lin Qingzhu, you'd better be obedient. Later, when we've made things official, you'll know how good I am!"

The strength of the Earth Profound Realm perfection instantly swept across the scene, causing Yun Zhe's expression to change repeatedly. Now they were in trouble.

Third Saint Son Zhao Long's strength was far superior to Lin Qingxue's, as could be felt from his aura.

Lin Qingzhu felt despair. At this moment, her cultivation had been sealed by the poison, and a deep sense of helplessness erupted from the bottom of her heart. "Junior Martial Uncle Ye Xuan, where are you? Please, save Qingzhu!"

"Kid, it's time to send you to hell!"

Third Saint Son Zhao Long looked at Yun Zhe grimly, took out a dark longsword, and swung it with all his might.

A hundred-zhang-sized sword aura blasted toward Yun Zhe.

Looking at this fatal strike, Yun Zhe bitterly placed his finger on the spirit ring: "Jasmine, I cannot block this strike. It is time for you to act."

Jasmine inside the spirit ring just glanced at it indifferently and didn't say much: "Heh, don't be anxious. The good show has just begun. Your Senior Brother Ye is also watching all of this from the side."

"What?"

These two words flashed deep in Yun Zhe's mind. Suddenly, a dazzling figure stood before him. He held a silver-white longsword and easily extinguished the hundred-zhang sword aura before him.

"Yo, isn't this Senior Brother Zhao? So flustered that you want to silence me?" Ye Xuan laughed lightly.

"I knew you were nearby! Die, Pretty Boy! This time, I want to see if Master Shen Xi can still save you!"

When enemies meet, they are exceptionally jealous. Third Saint Son Zhao Long remembered the humiliating incident from a few days ago, when he had been scared to the point of wetting his pants in public, and it had been recorded by countless disciples using image-recording stones. Suddenly, blood-red killing intent erupted from the depths of his eyes.

"Kill!"

Third Saint Son Zhao Long charged up with his sword, but Ye Xuan blocked the attack nonchalantly. Compared to Little Moon's sword path, the Third Saint Son Zhao Long before him looked like a boor who only knew how to use the Mystic Power in his body.

"Bang, bang, bang —"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! How can you, a Pretty Boy, possess such terrifying sword path!" Third Saint Son Zhao Long couldn't believe it. In just a few short days, Ye Xuan's cultivation had already reached the Earth Profound Realm, and his terrifying sword path was far above his own.

"Go to hell."

Third Saint Son Zhao Long used up all the Mystic Power in his body and raised that Emperor-grade Blazing Sun Sword to strike at Ye Xuan.

"Creak —"

The two swords collided, and the terrifying fluctuation of Mystic Power emitted an explosion.

"Boom —"

"Puchi —"

Third Saint Son Zhao Long clutched the wound on his chest, looked up at Ye Xuan in disbelief, "You, you... impossible!"

Ye Xuan raised the zhu xian sword in his hand, intending to completely finish off Third Saint Son Zhao Long.

A roar suddenly came: "Presumptuous! How dare you!"

Wang Xianzhi stepped out of the void, and a terrifying aura instantly swept through the entire underground cave.

"Old dog, you finally couldn't hold back. Unfortunately, it's too late. Kill him for me."

Although Ye Xuan had been locked onto by this Huangxuan Realm expert, his divine sense remained tenacious. He instantly summoned a half-step King Profound Realm puppet and killed Third Saint Son Zhao Long with a single punch.

"Bastard! Die!"

The half-step King Profound Realm puppet immediately blocked in front of Ye Xuan. Facing the monstrous rage of Wang Xianzhi, in just one encounter, the half-step King Profound Realm puppet was already half-crippled, but Ye Xuan luckily dodged the strike.

"You have such audacity, to actually dare to kill the prodigy of my Zhao Family!"

Wang Xianzhi looked at Ye Xuan in uncontrollable rage. A terrifying force had already gathered in his hand, and he slammed a palm out.

"I am going to kill you and make you pay with your life for the prodigy of my Zhao Family!"

"As expected of a Huangxuan Realm expert; has the mere aftermath already caused me to be heavily injured?" Ye Xuan smiled bitterly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and was supported by Yun Zhe behind him.

"Oh? Killing my disciple? It seems the lesson I gave you last time was not enough!" The void shattered, the pressure here dissipated, and a cold, clear voice carried a hint of mockery.