Immortal Martial Immortal

Chapter 153 Life and Death
"If you don't want to leave, then never leave," Ling Yuezhen said with a smile.

Qing Cheng looked at Master Lingyue and asked, "Did Master Wuji ask you to come?"

"You're going to die anyway, what's the use of knowing so much?" Master Lingyue took out his sword and said in a flat tone.

I don't know why, but Qingcheng feels that Master Lingyue is very strange, but he can't say well about the strangeness.

Daoist Lingyue practiced the way of gold, and condensed the fourth-grade Taoist pill. He is now at the middle stage of Yuanying, and it can be said that he is not much worse than True Monarch Baihua.

Qing Cheng frowned and asked, "Aren't you Lingyue Daoist?"

Master Lingyue couldn't help smiling and said, "I'm not Master Lingyue, who would I be?"

Qingcheng sighed in his heart and said: "I didn't want to be your enemy, but you insisted on embarrassing me, and I was forced to take action."

Qingcheng's grievances and grievances are clear in his heart, and he has his own destiny.

Daoist Lingyue said coldly: "You are not worthy to be my enemy, I don't need any reason to kill you, just because I want to kill you"

"There are a lot of people who want to kill me, it depends on whether you have the ability." Qing Cheng was not angry at the words of Master Lingyue, and said lightly.

"Blue and White Sword Art"

The sword in Lingyue's hand was flying up and down, and the sword lights were in a mess. The sword in her hand was the famous flying sword and flying flower sword in the western region.

Qing Cheng knew very well that Master Lingyue's sword art was fierce and his cultivation was profound, so he dared not be careless.

"Nine Yin White Bone Claws!"

When Qing Cheng and Master Lingyue fought, Qing Cheng was slightly shocked. Although this Master Lingyue had a profound cultivation base and superb sword tactics, he didn't have a deep understanding of sword tactics, especially the power of the sword is just human power.

Swordsmanship!
The flying flower sword rushed towards Qing Cheng, Qing Cheng took a misty step, turned his body sideways, dodged the flying sword, and the flying flower sword kept turning over, but Qing Cheng's footwork was extremely fast, and Qing Cheng's cultivation level was already high. When it came to Jindan, Master Lingyue's sword control skills were not very proficient, but it allowed Qingcheng to avoid fatal attacks repeatedly.

"Sword Flower Rain!"

Master Lingyue turned his sword around, held the sword in his hand, and issued the sword formula again.

A rain of swords appeared in the sky, blocking all of Qing Cheng's escape routes, and Qing Cheng knew that at this moment he could only fight head-on.

He stretched out his five fingers, and Qi swords flew out of his palm to collide with Jian Yu.

I saw the sword rain and the Qi sword colliding with each other, like fireworks, making the sky gorgeous, but compared to his cultivation level, Qingcheng was much worse than Master Lingyue after all.

Qing Cheng's qi sword couldn't withstand the sword rain, and was still injured by the sword qi. His chest and waist were densely covered with blood, and there was even a sword mark on his cheek, but Qing Cheng's body was already [-]% Nascent Soul Golden Bone No, I don't care about these minor injuries.

"Chen Yi, you are already a traitor of Cang Yue Sect, perhaps death is more appropriate than life."

"Although the world laughs at me as crazy, I will bear all the grievances or grievances. I am not afraid of death, but I am afraid of my humiliating death." Qing Cheng said with a smile as he tore his torn clothes.

"is it?"

Daoist Lingyue pointed at the long sword in his hand, and Qing Cheng immediately felt locked, unable to move.

"Mirror Flower"

White circles suddenly appeared under Qingcheng's feet, making Qingcheng unable to move.

Daoist Lingyue jumped up, and then rushed down with the tip of his sword, with frosty sword energy, and rushed towards Qingcheng.

Before the person arrived, he felt that the sword energy was extremely sharp, with the boundless aura of Ruijin, Qing Cheng stretched out his five fingers, and the five swords of energy greeted Lingyue Daoist.

The tip of Master Lingyue's sword directly pierced through five Qi swords, and then pierced Qingcheng's eyebrows with one sword.

"The Bell of the Underworld"

Qing Cheng raised the Cangming Bell to block himself, but Lingyue Daoist was unstoppable, and the tip of his sword directly pierced the Cangming Bell, and the entire Cangming Bell was shattered into pieces.

Then Qing Cheng was knocked into the air, and Master Lingyue retreated slightly.

Qingcheng rolled on the ground several times before he stopped, his blood surged up instantly, and he lay on the ground vomiting blood.

This Daoist Lingyue's cultivation base is really incomparably majestic, even if compared with humans and demons, it is even worse.

Master Lingyue walked slowly to Qing Cheng's side, killing intent flashed in his eyes, the sword stabbed at Qing Cheng, Qing Cheng stretched out a finger, and the fingertip and the sword tip collided.

At this moment, Master Lingyue trembled all over, his face suddenly turned pale, and he took several steps back.

Qing Cheng sat up cross-legged, a little strange.

Master Lingyue adjusted slowly, the sword formula suddenly turned, the sword in his hand came out, and the tip of the sword pierced Qing's throat.

It was inevitable for Qing Cheng to avoid it, and at this moment, a flag suddenly appeared, wrapping around the Fei Hua Sword. The Fei Hua Sword's sword was so fierce that it broke through the flag and continued to charge towards Qing Cheng.

Qing Cheng felt his body floating, as if he was being arrested.

Qingcheng came back to his senses, and when he saw it, it was Xia Shanxuan.

"Who are you?" Master Lingyue frowned and said.

Xia Shanxuan said softly: "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I will take him away today"

"Really? Then it depends on your strength." Master Lingyue said with a wave of the sword in his hand.

Qing Cheng felt that his eyelids were getting heavy, and he could vaguely see that the two were fighting.

Xia Shanxuan is also an early-stage golden elixir cultivation base, and she is a third-grade green Taoist elixir. She cultivates the Dao of Ice, and she will be the opponent of Daoist Lingyue there.

"Thousand Flowers Chaos Sword!"

There seemed to be countless sword flowers in the sky, and every sword flower exuded infinite sword energy.

Xia Shan twirled the flag in her hand to protect her heart, trying to block the sword energy.

However, Master Lingyue was a monk in the mid-Yuanying stage after all, several sword qi crisscrossed the flag, the flag was gradually torn, and a ray of sword qi struck Xia Shanxuan's chest.

Just as Master Lingyue was about to rush forward, a white figure rushed towards her, his expression tightened, and he quickly backed away.

This white figure is Xiaobai.

Xiaobai temporarily entangled Master Lingyue, Qingcheng resisted the injury and ran to Xia Shanxuan's side.

At this time, Xia Shanxuan's chest was bleeding profusely, and her face was pale, which made her heart ache.

"How are you?" Qing Cheng asked carefully.

Xia Shanxuan opened her eyes and glanced at Qingcheng, then forced a smile and said, "I'm fine, don't worry."

At this moment, Xiaobai was knocked down to the ground by the sword of Master Lingyue. Master Lingyue smiled coldly, glanced at Qingcheng, and then walked towards Qingcheng slowly.

Qingcheng felt a chill in his heart, and gently put down Xia Shanxuan, and Xiaobai also slowly got up at this time.

Qing Cheng held back his last breath like a ghost, his figure erratic, and quickly came in front of Lingyue Daoist.

Master Lingyue saw Qingcheng coming in front of him, and sneered, "Deadly struggle"

Qing Cheng punched Reverend Lingyue in the abdomen, Reverend Lingyue moved extremely fast, turned around quickly, and dodged Qing Cheng's punch, and Qing Cheng struck out another Qi sword from his fingers.

Master Lingyue didn't care, and stabbed Qingcheng's dantian with a sword.

"Pfft!" "Ah!"

When Qingcheng's Qi sword collided with Master Lingyue, Master Lingyue covered the place where the Qi sword had hurt and let out a shrill scream, as if he was very afraid of Qingcheng's internal strength.

Qing Cheng picked up Xia Shan and twirled onto Xiao Bai's back, and ran directly into the forest.

After running for an unknown amount of time, Qingcheng felt exhausted, so he let Xiaobai hide in a corner, and then put down Xia Shanxuan.

"Senior Sister Xia, what's wrong with you?" Qing Cheng looked at the unconscious Xia Shan and asked
At this time, Xia Shanxuan's whole body was drenched with blood, her complexion was paper-like, as if she heard Qingcheng's shout, she slowly opened her eyes.

Seeing her wake up, Qing Cheng quickly took out a healing elixir and said, "Take this elixir first."

Xia Shanxuan shook her head weakly, with a forced smile on her lips and said, "I know, I... myself... I'm afraid I can't do it"

When Qing Cheng heard this, his heart was shocked, and he said in a hoarse voice: "No, you take this pill first, it will be much better after you eat it."

"I understand my own body"

"No, no, I don't believe it." Qing Cheng shook his head and said in disbelief.

"When a person dies, that's all. There is nothing in this life that I can't give up. It's just that there are some things that I still can't let go of..."

"What?" Qing Cheng said with a choked tone.

"you!"

Qing Cheng looked at Xia Shan and asked, "Me?"

"In my...storage ring, there is a letter that I want...to...you...but I never...have the chance...to give it to you. You can open it and read it after I...death..."

Qingcheng's eyes were moist, "Nonsense, how could you die? No way"

"Don't cry, in fact, it's pretty good like this, really, really... good, don't cry, just remember... remember me"

Xia Shan finished the last sentence whirlingly, closed her eyes lightly, and left.

do you died?Qing Cheng's heart seemed to be stabbed by a cold knife.

"what!"

Qing Cheng picked up Xia Shanxuan's body, raised his head to the sky and screamed, a shrill cry spread far, far away, tears flowed down his cheeks and down the ground.

(End of this chapter)