My Cold CEO Fiancee

When!

Ma qingkong left hand against the back of the knife, up a block.

Boom!

The snow and the earth around him spread out.

"Broken!" Ma qingkong forced his feet and rushed into the air.

He turned his wrist with the trend, and Han Dao pulled out several knife flowers. What he was dealing with was ye Lingtian's coming attack.

What a fine, airtight, strong horse!

Ye Lingtian rotates to the right and falls to the ground.

The cold light splits down, the essence of the immortal force will face the direction split into a vacuum.

Wen Xingchen suddenly widened his eyes and said, "it's impossible!"

"If there is no guidance, he can understand this..."

Wen Xingchen's beauty turns into a surprise.

"What a surprise! Is this a poor qualification? You've lost your eyes

"In this low-end world, in such a period of time, I'm afraid the genius in your eyes is no more than that."

Wen Xingchen's feeling is reasonable.

If you don't want to fight, you can't do it.

A force is coming towards ye Lingtian.

Right bet! Ye Lingtian is proud of himself.

With this force, his body flew into the air, and his body's passing track was strange and graceful.

Ma qingkong was overjoyed: "beautiful!"

He held the knife in both hands, and his feet were crazy. He was like a dancing spirit on the wasteland.

Two people one in the air, the other in the wilderness, two knives did not intersect, but let Wen Xingchen forehead sweat.

In mid air, ye Lingtian's main attack is the micro motion of wrist, which is the attack angle.

Ma qingkong on the wasteland is the guardian. Every foothold and the reversal of his wrist can clearly calculate the possible knife point of Ye Lingtian.

In the immortal Dharma world, in the eyes of those great powers, Ma qingkong and ye Lingtian are mole ants.

But in the near future, we will continue to follow this path.

Wen Xingchen has absolute reasons to believe that ye Lingtian, who is making waves in this world, will turn his hand into clouds in the immortal Dharma world, covering his hands with rain.

Maybe, he is the one that the great powers are waiting for.

In the wind and snow, ye Lingtian, who turns left in mid air, is becoming more and more casual and changes more and more.

On the wasteland, the clear sky is getting faster and faster.

Gradually, two people into two shadows, one in the air cruise, the other in the wilderness shuttle, like two days of travel dragon.

Finally, the two shadows intersect.

Dangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdangdang!

The sound of weapons intersecting is endless.

Ye Lingtian's attack is not standard, because he has never received systematic training in knife art, but his most important thing is that he is weird, domineering and sharp.

Ma qingkong's defense is not airtight, but also has hidden killing opportunities. From time to time, the tip of the knife moves slightly, releasing the signal of anti defense for attack.

When!

Ye Ling made a side chop in the sky.

Ma qingkong, Han Dao horizontal.

When Han mang splits to Han Dao, Ma qingkong's body rotates and rushes to the top of the slope.

With a knife in his hand, he quickly fell to the ground from the sky.

The atmosphere is very tense, Wen Xingchen palms are already sweating.

In the field, Ma qingkong inserts Han Dao heavily on the ground, shakes his head and moves his muscles and bones.

"It's a beautiful attack. I can't imagine that when you are in your twenties, you can understand the sabre skill so thoroughly."

Ye Lingtian vomited a long breath and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead: "just now if you attacked me with the trend, I don't seem to have any drama below."

Ma qingkong shook his head: "that is not to force you to a certain level, forced to a certain level, you may not be in the fight in the fierce pit me."

Thinking of Ye Lingtian's past war cases, Ma qingkong smiles.

"Ye Lingtian's strongest point is his mind in the battle."

"All along, you have dug the pit perfectly, and the Yin people are afraid of themselves."

"Thank you for playing fair with me."

Ye Lingtian's old face is red: "I'm not as terrible as you say."

"It's not unbearable, it's skill!"

Ma qingkong looked up at the vast sky: "there is no fraud in war. The danger of the immortal world is beyond your imagination."

"In the world where the strong are respected, take it easy. If you talk too much about benevolence and righteousness with your opponent, you may commit suicide."

Ye Lingtian looked at the dancing dragon and frowned: "I can't say that. There are good people, bad people, good and evil people in every world."

"Yes, you don't need my warning at all."

Ma qingkong pulled out the Han Dao and rushed to the sky with a loud voice: "are you ready?"

Ye Lingtian nodded: "just wait for this moment!"Ma qingkong has a strange smile on his mouth. He holds a knife and his eyes flash.

"Ye Lingtian, you must see clearly this knife, and the essence of my thousand years of understanding is all in this knife!"

Ye Lingtian holds the cold light in both hands and stares at Ma Qingtian's feet moving slightly to the left. He feels a little uneasy under his heart.

"If you don't have a heart of death, can I stop this knife?"

Ma qingkong said coldly: "if you don't have confidence in yourself, who do you expect to have confidence in you?"

"Don't let master down. Live to another world. I wish master a great revenge in this world."

"I also wish you to solve all kinds of puzzles and see elder martial sister again!"

Ye Lingtian adjusts his mood and looks deeply at Ma qingkong, his voice is slightly low.

"When I see her, I'll tell her what happened today."

"I will take her back to this world and pay homage to you in Cangzhou ancient pavilion path."

Ma qingkong's hand holding the knife began to shake, and two long lines were formed in the blade.

"Don't worship, she doesn't like to make noise!"

Ma qingkong closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

When he opened his eyes, the wind and snow rushed into the air.

The dragon of cold mansions had red eyes. The bead in his mouth was completely swallowed into his stomach, and the scales on his body instantly became glittering.

How can ye Lingtian not know what this change means and whisper to himself.

"Do you feel the same breathless tension?"

There is no answer. After experiencing the agitation just now, Tianlong is completely quiet.

It is waiting, waiting for Ma qingkong's final strike.

Wen Xingchen's heart raised to the throat.

He patted his heart and said that the attack and defense of Ma qingkong and ye Lingtian on the wasteland just now could be regarded as a wonderful duel of knife art.

If you are seen by those good hands with knives, I don't know how many people will clap their hands. Even though they are slow and weak.

What's shocking is that the duel, which everyone clapped and applauded, was just the prelude.

The real drama is about to begin.

Wen Xingchen knows that there will never be a fight between you and me, but a move to determine the outcome, a move to determine life and death.

Ye Lingtian holds his breath and opens his posture. Xianli has just condensed in the cold light.

The dragon of the blade suddenly dances, and its blue color is brilliant.

Ma qingkong holds the knife in both hands, the tip of the knife slants downward and rushes towards ye Lingtian.

When he was standing there, the shadow of Lingtian had not yet arrived.

Ye Lingtian retreats fiercely, holding the knife in both hands and pulling backward.

When!

Han's knife fell obliquely.

According to the trend of the knife, the following will cleave to ye Lingtian's footwall.

Ye Lingtian hurriedly squats the body, prevents sweeps downward half body's knife.

Ye Lingtian is preparing to run forward, looking for the possibility of anti defense as an attack. Ma qingkong holds a knife in both hands and falls from the sky.

The clear sky of MA in front of him is a virtual image!

Ye Lingtian's heart is cool, eyes are full of panic.

Han mang let out his hand with a roar.

It rushed out of the moment, a strong force was passed along the handle.

Shira!

Ye Lingtian's body slipped back one meter.

That's one meter. Let him out of the range of Han Dao.

Bang!

Han Dao hit the ground heavily.

Ma qingkong looks up to ye Lingtian with a strange smile on his mouth.

The cold light out of the hand turned a corner in mid air and pierced Ma qingkong's chest from the rear.

The cold light falls steadily in ye Lingtian's hand, with a drop of blood hanging on the tip of the knife, falling on the ground with a patter.

Ma qingkong knelt down on his knees, looked at the cold eyes, and then looked at ye Lingtian, whose facial muscles were already stiff. He asked in a trembling voice, "have you seen it?"

Ye Lingtian nodded: "see!"

"I lost to your knife..."

Ma qingkong slowly to go down, in the snow, his eyes staring at the position of Wen Xingchen, eyes are full of pleading.

An indigo light came, Ma qingkong's dead gray eyes suddenly brightened, and then, he had no voice.

Just now a trace of red light flashed over the Han Dao scattered with indigo color.

"Why are you still in a daze? Get used to the power of the immortal high-level peak..."

Wen Xingchen does not know when to arrive at the front, Chong ye Lingtian chidao.

But in the middle of that, she couldn't go on.

The cold light of blue light is scattered, and the dragon is no longer there.

Behind ye Lingtian holding the knife, there is a golden dragon that can't dance.

Zhenshen Tianbei, the combination of man and sword!

Eight big characters appear in Wen Xingchen's mind.

The surging strength comes from ye Lingtian. On the wild land where the wind and snow rages, a few wisps of sunlight actually sprinkle down.These sunlight fell on the blue blade, which was gorgeous for a moment.

I do not know how long, ye Lingtian slowly opened his eyes, did not pay attention to the inexplicable Wen Xingchen.

He went to the place where Ma qingkong had stood not long ago and picked up the scabbard.

Oh!

Insert the cold awn into the scabbard, and ye Lingtian carries the cold awn back to the place where the horse fell.

"He's very good at swordsmanship."

Ye Lingtian thought of Ma qingkong's unpredictable blow just now. He felt ashamed: "if it wasn't for the cold light, I couldn't avoid that knife."

"There is no if in the world."

Wen Xingchen carried his hands on his back and said without expression: "winning is winning. No one cares how you win."

"Don't attribute the cause of victory to Han mang. It's also your ability that the fragments of Zhenshen Tianbei can select you."

"As for Ma qingkong..."

Wen Xingchen looked at Ma qingkong, which was about to be covered by the wind and snow, and said rudely: "he is a hero, but he is just a hero. In this world, he is not the protagonist, even less in the immortal world."

Ye Lingtian did not refute Wen Xingchen, but looked down at the earth.

After a while, he took off his coat and wrapped Ma qingkong's Han Dao carefully.

"His people are not the protagonist. His sword skills will be the protagonist of the immortal Dharma world!"

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