My Cold CEO Fiancee

Ye Lingtian gently stroked the scattered blue light of the cold awn, Chong Zhang Zhiru showed a very warm smile: "with ran Hui said?"

"Say it," Zhao Zhiru took the belt from his waist, and a sword as thin as cicada's wings implied it.

Zhang Zhiru's wrist trembled, and the sword made a series of strange noises: "I said that when I finished my work, I would marry her. If she didn't marry, she would take her. No matter what, she would go into the door of the old Zhang family."

"Tao ranhui is a good woman. I'm afraid you won't have such a good life. In fact, if you regret now, I don't mind letting you live." Ye Lingtian's cattle force and bustle.

Zhang Zhiru was happy: "Mr. Ye said that cross talk should have a better future than fighting in the secret world."

"If you really think so, I can't help it, but there are some things I need to make clear in advance. I'm a crazy person. I'm afraid of myself. You should be prepared." Ye Lingtian, holding a cold awn, walked to an open place, stopped and turned to ask Zhang Zhiru for advice, "is this OK?"

"It's very good. The soil is soft, and it saves effort to bury it on the spot when it's dead." Zhao Zhiru, holding a sword in one hand, Chong Ye Ling Tiandao, "right here."

"I'm kinder than you and will set up a monument for you." When ye Lingtian said this, he instilled his true spirit into the cold light. A cry rang through the night. In the blue light, Han mang turned into a Han Dao about three feet long, and the wild dragon was waving its teeth and claws.

Zhang Zhiru looked at the nearly transparent sword in his hand and said to himself: "I thought I had picked up the immortal tool when I got the cicada wing sword before. Compared with the cold light in Mr. Ye's hand, I found that my fortune was weak and worthless."

"Don't always talk about weapons. You are worse than me in martial arts." Ye Lingtian stepped back a step, and his body was half bent. He was very arrogant and said, "are you ready? I'll show you what the first level high-level warrior of immortal level is

"Even before the fight, I said that my martial arts cultivation was worse than you. I really don't know where you got the confidence to say that!" Zhang Zhiru's face changed, and the internal power surged all over her body. The chill of the sword as thin as a cicada's wings made the air frozen. "Are you ready, Mr. Ye?"

The beginning of the middle stage of immortal level! Zhang Zhiru's cultivation was actually the first stage of the middle stage of immortal level. Ye Lingtian took a cold breath and his facial muscles were not calm at all. Er, well, it's not easy for anyone to meet this situation. What's unique about the medium and primary level of immortal is not a product on a production line!

Seeing ye Ling Tian Mu's gaping appearance, Zhang Zhiru said with a faint smile: "don't you think it's incredible?"

"Unexpected and expected." Ye Lingtian said, "your cultivation level is higher than me, which doesn't mean I can't beat you."

Zhang Zhiru nodded: "to defeat the opponent's cultivation level is one aspect, the level of martial arts is on the one hand, and the combat response is on the other hand. Mr. Ye can become a top killer in the secular world. I believe that facing the battlefield is not a problem. Judging from the intelligence feedback from the Wumen melee, Mr. Ye is good at using the essence of the opponent's martial arts skills for himself, and I believe that the martial arts skills are not short after so many battles Perhaps that's what Mr. Ye said just now, isn't it? "

"That's right." Ye Lingtian is nervous and alert at the same time, but also does not forget to tease Zhang Zhiru, "different from the student party like you, brother, I grew up fighting in the battlefield."

Zhang Zhiru took a step ahead of time and didn't care about ye Lingtian's ridicule: "do you know why the middle level of Donggu gate respects me so much?"

Ye Lingtian shakes his head: "do not know, also have no interest!"

"But I still want to tell you that I was killed today, not by my father! As for martial arts, Ziyun sword has immortal skills, and cicada wing sword is not so bad! "

The voice did not fall, a flash of orange in the sword.

How fast! Ye Lingtian gives way to his side, and his feet are crazy. At the same time, he can't help waving the cold light in his hand, and the blue light is flashing.

Dangdang! Dangdang!

The sound of a series of metal collisions sounded, the bright blue glow released the heat and the orange glow blooming ice cold interweaved together, and the fine rain fell.

How powerful is this power? One is the high stage of the early stage of the immortal level, and the other is the early stage of the middle stage of the immortal level. It is really sensational that two people have caused too much weather change in this large area.

Shua!

The sword, as thin as a cicada's wing, makes a graceful track in the air.

Shira!

Ye Lingtian couldn't dodge. The sword of cicada's wings crossed his chest. Before the blood could be sprayed, the cold had penetrated into the skin and the wound was frozen. What's more, the cold air is just like the body. If it wasn't for the essence of true Qi, I'm afraid that the sword cut at his head would have taken his life.

In the middle of the air, ye Lingtian's movement slightly slowed down, but the strength of his hand's cold light was stronger and stronger. At the moment when he wanted to touch the cicada wing sword, the blue brilliance condensed, just like a flower in the sky, which suddenly bloomed at the moment when Zhang Zhiru rushed with the sword.

"What an external internal force!" Zhang Zhiru praises a, the words front turns, arrogant Jiao infinite way, "but internal force externalization I also can!"

The cicada wing sword trembled wildly, and the orange light turned into a sharp arrow. It met the blue flowers in a strange way.Bang bang bang bang! Hot and cold again collide, it is a rain.

Lying trough, this boy is too damn strong! Ye Lingtian has gone through so many battles along the way. He has never been so passive as he is now. Zhang Zhiru has used cicada's sword to greet him several times. He has not even touched the side of others. If he continues to fight like this, it will be strange not to die.

At the moment of depression, Zhang Zhiru suddenly accelerated the attack speed.

Bang!

Zhang Zhiru, who flies to a higher place, kicks ye Lingtian in the chest.

Ye Lingtian felt a strong force coming from his lower abdomen, which was unbearable to him. The genuine Qi contained in the meridians had a tendency to disperse Er, the rhythm is not right. Even if Zhang Zhiru is a martial artist in the middle stage of immortal level, and he used 13% of his strength to kick his chest fiercely, he should have suffered a severe chest injury. What's the matter with the pain in his abdomen? What's more strange is, how can the true Qi in the meridians disperse?

Unfortunately, with ye Lingtian's current state of cultivation, he can not complete such a profound theoretical research. So the extremely depressed leaves soared to the sky like a broken kite.

"Die!" Zhang Zhiru roared, his body and cicada wing sword were in a straight line, like a sharp sword falling from the sky, stabbing ye Lingtian's heart.

Ye Lingtian, who is at the peak of his power, is a little difficult to deal with this sword, let alone the half disabled one? That's it? Ye Lingtian is very subdued. He admitted that Zhang Zhiru was strong, but not strong enough to kill himself.

Poop!

Lying on the ground on his back, ye Lingtian throws a cold light, and a bright blue light can be seen from the side of Zhang Zhiru.

Zhanlan Han Dao in the middle of the sky across an incomparably gorgeous track, and then flies to Zhang Zhiru. The cicada wing sword lightly pushes outward, and the spinning Zhang Zhiru makes the cicada wing Sword form a graceful circle of light from top to bottom.

The fatal parts of Ye Lingtian's whole body have been shrouded in the circle of light. In other words, even if the gods come, they can't save ye Lingtian.

Ye Lingtian doesn't want to die, but Zhang Zhiru's sword is too fast, and there is no chance for ye Lingtian to stop. It's just at the moment when the aperture is about to sweep middle Lingtian The unreliable plot happened again.

A brilliant blue glow came from the distance.

When!

Zhang Zhiru's arm was numb with shock. In order to avoid unnecessary heavy damage, he did not choose to fight hard. Instead, he flew more than ten Zhang. After unloading the momentum, Zhang Zhiru stepped on the muddy water and looked at the cicada wing sword in his hand and ye Lingtian. He was a little confused.

Ming Ming just can a sword result, ye Lingtian, suddenly came a strong force. Looking from the source of power, the blue Han Dao seems to be floating like a soul, and it floats straight to ye Lingtian. It is said that this scene is much more real than the scene shown in the film and TV series.

"It's impossible!" Zhang Zhiru glared at the scene in front of her eyes. Her brain was short circuited.

Blood from ye Lingtian's mouth gurgling out, glancing at the numb opponent, ye Lingtian showed an apologetic smile to Zhang Zhiru: "sorry, man, I seem to open a plug-in again!"

"Open the sky to hang also let you die!" Zhang Zhiru stepped down and stabbed ye Lingtian's tianlinggai with cicada's sword in his hand. As soon as the tip of the sword was about to arrive, the blue light rose again.

Bang!

The powerful power spreads along the cicada wing sword. Zhang Zhiru's chest seems to be hit by a sledgehammer and spits out a mouthful of blood. Helplessly, he looks at the cold light floating above ye Lingtian.

At this moment, he finally realized that it is impossible for him to take ye Lingtian's life, at least for the moment.

That's ridiculous! It's not scientific! That's bullshit! Zhang Zhiru clenched his fist with his left hand and trembled slightly with his right hand holding the cicada wing sword.

He was not reconciled to it. He admitted that ye Lingtian was much better than himself in the first ring of Dan Dao, but he should be better than ye Lingtian in the cultivation of martial arts. He was very disappointed by Ye Lingtian's fighting power just now. He didn't think that the Han Dao named Han Mang had a single moth when he was about to attack the enemy.

Seeing Zhang Zhiru standing not far away, ye Lingtian shivered and laughed: "I'm really sorry. I don't want to be like this, but the plot is obviously not under my control. I really thought I was dead just now."

Words have not finished, ye Lingtian can't get up any more. The true Qi in the whole body's meridians seems to be emptied by life at this moment. What's more difficult to accept is that the small ball that seems to have been fused together before actually darts out of the body and slowly cruises towards the cold light in the bright moonlight.

My sun, your grandma, this thing is gone. How can I pretend to be a slapper in the face and trample on people in the future? Ye Lingtian's tears were about to come down, and he said to Han mang Na: "brother, I can accept your plug-in. The question is, can you rely on some spectrum when you open it? Man, it's not easy for me to mix up now. I'm not killed if you take my accomplishments like this? "

Han mang certainly can't speak. Only the wild dragon of the blade suddenly opens its mouth at the moment when the black and white ball arrives. At the same time, the golden light comes out from the mouth.

The two balls are covered with a layer of gold, and then the two balls begin to melt and condense, and finally become a gold bead, which is held in the mouth of the Dragonwww.readwn.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!