Chapter 423 The Appearance of Ling Wushang
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Ye Qianhe was also stunned when he saw Ling Chuxi being sent flying by his palm. They chased and fled all the way, and it wasn't that they didn't stop to fight each other. But it was the first time that Ling Chuxi was so easily knocked into the air. What kind of god is this little bitch doing at this time?
"It's really stupid and irredeemable, hurry up and worship the teacher, you can also become an outer disciple of the Tianxing Sect!" Ye Qianhe stared at Ling Chuxi, and threatened again, "If you don't obey, the old man will let you today. A taste of life is better than death!"
"A mere outer disciple of the Heavenly Star Sect dares to be so arrogant!" At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared, flying like a meteor, blocking the two of them.
Not to mention Ling Chuxi, even Ye Qianhe was taken aback. With their strength, the six senses became extremely sharp when the fighting spirit was running, but they didn't even notice the existence of this person.
Before Ye Qianhe came back to his senses, the black shadow had already slowly stretched out his palm and patted it from top to bottom. His movements were so slow, but he lifted the weight lightly, but it gave people a feeling of flying out of the sky. The heavy pressure of the peak.
Ye Qianhe felt as if he was being pressed down by a mountain, his body sank, he fell to the ground with a thud, and sat down.
Ling Chuxi was completely stunned. Ye Qianhe, who was in the realm of real energy, slapped the ground like a fly. This is another master?
"Who are you!" Ye Qianhe looked at the person in front of him with horror, his heart suddenly fell from the cloud into the abyss.
Standing in front of him was a young man in his twenties, tall and straight like a peak, his face and facial features were as sharp as sculptures, and he was handsome but showed a bit of pride.
"Isn't it fun to chase my sister just now? Why don't you get up and continue chasing?" The young man looked at Ye Qianhe contemptuously and said.
"Sister?!" Ling Chuxi stared blankly at the young man's Yingwu face, a vague face appeared in his mind, a little childish, but also a little firm and bold. In my mind, the two faces began to overlap. Ling Wushang? Is it really Ling Wushang? ! How could he be here?
"You are from the Floating Cloud Sect!" Ye Qianhe stared at the young man in a daze, and suddenly asked in horror.
"Humph!" The young man snorted coldly and suddenly slapped his palm.
Ye Qianhe was shocked, and once again spilled a green poisonous powder.
With a wave of the youth's sleeves, the warlike air that came out through the body was controlled by an invisible big hand, rolling from all sides to the center, involving all the poisonous powder in it, and then blasting towards Ye Qianhe. go.
Ye Qianhe was so frightened that he was so scared that he knew how powerful the poison was, but even if there was an antidote, he would definitely suffer more.
Without thinking about it, Ye Qianhe got up and started running.
"Bang", the young man slapped Ye Qianhe on the back.
Ye Qianhe flew out like an arrow from a string, and he spewed a line of blood in the air, but he didn't even dare to stop, and flew out like a bereaved dog.
"If you let me see it again next time, kill Wushe!" The young man said coldly, looking at Ye Qianhe's escaped figure.
The icy voice entered Ye Qianhe's ears, and he was so frightened that his legs softened, and he almost stumbled to the ground. He finally managed to stabilize his mind and ran forward desperately.
Ling Chuxi looked at the young man's domineering and heroic figure, and knew that he was not unwilling to kill Ye Qianhe, nor was he unable to kill, but simply disdain to kill! Such pride, such arrogance, is admirable.
This man is the mysterious big brother, Ling Wushang?
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