"Go to hell, all of you!"
Su Xiaodie couldn't hold herself back anymore. A long whip made of phoenix feathers appeared in her hand. It was full of lethality. The next moment, the blood-red whip had already lashed at Long Chen's back. At this moment, if Long Chen was hit by it, he would probably be broken into two pieces.
Su Xiaodie was at the peak of the fifth level of the Divine Martial Realm. It was not a problem for her to kill Long Chen, whose cultivation was rapidly declining. As for the strength of the girl, it was not within Su Xiaodie's consideration.
The blood-red whip instantly reached the back of Long Chen's head. It was about to explode Long Chen's head into a watermelon. At this moment, Lingxi, who was in Long Chen's arms, had a trace of anger in her eyes. She rarely attacked others, but at this moment, she really couldn't bear it anymore. She moved her finger that was still holding Long Chen's waist. She gently flicked her finger, and a white sword light instantly appeared in front of Su Xiaodie. As the white light moved forward, it brushed past the blood-red whip in Su Xiaodie's hand. In an instant, the whip was smashed and dissipated in the air.
"How is this possible?"
Su Xiaodie couldn't believe her eyes. Her family heirloom, the Seventh Grade Blood Phoenix Whip given to her by her father, was shattered just like that. Su Xiaodie was very confident in her own strength. Among the disciples of the Yuan Emperor, she was the weakest. But why did this happen? Could it be that the white-clothed girl was actually this strong?
Su Xiaodie was stunned. In her vision, the white sword light was coming towards her forehead. She felt that her whole body had been imprisoned, and she had no strength to move at all.
The shadow of death shrouded Su Xiaodie.
For the first time, she felt that death was so close. That creepy feeling surged in her heart. Su Xiaodie was so scared that her whole body was trembling, even her God Martial Spirit was trembling. She finally understood that this mysterious girl in white was absolutely the kind of existence that she couldn't resist. No wonder Chu Tiange was so respectful to her. Su Xiaodie finally understood.
However, it was too late. No one could block Lingxi's sword light.
Although Lingxi looked weak, her heart was incomparably strong. She was a good-tempered person, but Long Chen was the most precious treasure in her life. Now that he had become a bloody mess, she was actually angry in her heart. She just didn't want to explode too much while holding Long Chen.
However, the other party had gone too far.
Lingxi was going to take away Su Xiaodie's life.
Of course, it would be foolproof for her to make a move.
At this critical moment, when Su Xiaodie was so scared that she almost lost control of her bowels and bladder, a man shrouded in golden mist blocked Lingxi's attack. This man's entire body was surrounded by golden mist, and his appearance couldn't be seen clearly. However, one could roughly guess that he was a middle-aged expert.
He was the one who blocked Lingxi's sword light, but it wasn't easy for him. He took two steps back and almost bumped into Su Xiaodie.
"Master!"
Seeing the golden mist, Su Xiaodie was overjoyed. She had finally escaped from death. She quickly pointed at Long Chen and said, "It's him. I don't know what method he used, but he broke the Clear Sky Sword and killed senior brother."
The ups and downs made Su Xiaodie very excited, almost to the point of madness.
She really didn't expect the Primitive Emperor to come to this place. Perhaps the Blood Red Battlefield and the Nameless Battle Skill were too important to him, so he came personally. Or …
At this moment, the Primitive Emperor in the golden mist cupped his hands at Lingxi and said, "I am the Primitive Emperor of Emperor Dong's Palace. I heard my disciple mention your existence, so I came to see. As expected, it is Miss Lingxi of the Sword Spirit Imperial Palace."
He didn't mention Chu Tiange's death, nor did he pay attention to Su Xiaodie. It could be seen that he still valued Lingxi very much.
Lingxi hated it when others disturbed the most wonderful time of her and Long Chen. No matter how high the other party's status was, she had no concept in her heart.
"Get lost."
Lingxi's soft voice reached the Primitive Emperor's ears. The Primitive Emperor's face changed. She really didn't give him face.
"Master, why are you talking nonsense with her? They are the enemies who killed senior brother. Kill them quickly."
Su Xiaodie knew how powerful her master was. He was a warrior at the eighth level of the Divine Martial Realm, a warrior of the Heaven and Earth Way of Heaven and Earth. He had a Divine Kingdom and was on the same level as Ye Wushang. He was also one of the old monsters of Emperor Dong's Palace. He was almost eight thousand years old.
The Primitive Emperor was one of the strongest in Emperor Dong's Palace and could be ranked in the top ten.
At this time, the Primitive Emperor didn't act like Su Xiaodie. He knew how powerful this Miss Lingxi, who had returned seven years ago, was. Seeing her bad attitude, the Primitive Emperor still wanted to fight for her. After all, it was not a wise choice to become enemies with such a woman.
"Miss Lingxi, you can't do this. My disciple Chu Tiange, whom I have painstakingly cultivated, is gone just like that. Although you are of noble status, you have to give me justice," the Primitive Emperor said in a neither servile nor overbearing manner.
The reply he got was still a single word from Ling Xi. At the same time, there was a transparent sword light. This sword light was actually so terrifying that it caused the entire space to tremble. Even the space itself was torn apart by it.
"Void-breaking."
The Primitive Emperor's whole face became very interesting. A random sword could have such an effect. There was no doubt that it was a warrior at the ninth level of the Divine Martial Realm with the Golden Wheel of Nirvana. At such a young age, she had already reached the Golden Wheel of Nirvana, which was much more powerful than the Primitive Emperor. In front of Lingxi, he really had no room to speak.
Desperately dodging Lingxi's move of shattering the void, the Venerable Yuan Emperor hurriedly fled with Su Xiaodie without saying a word.
Su Xiaodie didn't understand and said anxiously, "Master, why are you running away? Senior brother was killed by them."
The Primitive Emperor said helplessly, "I have no choice. If he is dead, then so be it. I admit defeat this time. Do you know where that girl came from? She is one of the top figures in the Sword Spirit Imperial Palace. Her cultivation is much stronger than mine. She is a warrior at the ninth level of the Divine Martial Realm with the Golden Wheel of Nirvana. She has the power to break the Void-breaking."
Su Xiaodie's mind went blank.
So the woman she was jealous of turned out to be such an unreachable existence. And the ant in her eyes, Long Chen, actually hugged such a goddess-like figure. What was going on in this world?
Su Xiaodie's heart was filled with mixed feelings.
The Primitive Emperor had already escaped. Yang Yufan and the others were shocked. They looked at each other and escaped one after another. Only Lingxi and Long Chen were left here. This was the space where they could be alone.
"Chen, am I too fierce? You don't like it?" Lingxi said with some grievance. She was indeed a bit fierce just now.
Long Chen pinched her nose and said with a smile, "Who said so? As long as you are not fierce to me, it's fine. Speaking of which, you are at the ninth level of the Divine Martial Realm, right?"
Long Chen didn't know Lingxi's strength. Sometimes, he didn't want to ask. He just wanted to chase after her silently. There would be a day when he would catch up. And today, Long Chen finally found out from the Primitive Emperor.
"It's all in the past seven years. I have been working hard all the time."
Lingxi said a bit mischievously. In the past, she was not interested in cultivation. But when she had Long Chen in her heart, she could no longer be carefree and relaxed.
"Great."
After knowing Lingxi's strength, Long Chen was not discouraged. Instead, he was full of fighting spirit. In his mind, Lingxi was no longer unreachable. She was already within his reach. With the True Martial Imperial Soul, the Nameless Combat Skill, and the Scarlet Blood Apocalypse, Long Chen was already at the second level of the Divine Martial Realm. One day, he would catch up with her, as long as he was still alive.
Lingxi didn't say it because she was afraid of hurting Long Chen. But she thought too much. The man in her arms had a resolute light in his eyes. Nothing could destroy it.
"No matter how strong I am, I need Chen's protection, just like before."
The atmosphere of their reunion had eased a lot. The two gradually found joy in it, instead of tears of joy.
Speaking of cultivation, Long Chen knew that he had already reached his limit. The destructive power of the blood sacrifice had already wreaked havoc in his body. His cultivation and condition were plummeting, becoming incomparably miserable. That dizzy feeling came from the God Martial Spirit. At this moment, the God Martial Spirit transmitted a tearing pain, causing Long Chen to clench his teeth, his whole body trembling.
"Is the God Martial Spirit going to split and fall back to the Sky Martial Arts Realm …"
Long Chen smiled bitterly. He was just about to catch up with Lingxi, but he didn't expect to fall back to the bottom again. The tearing pain hit Long Chen's nerves. He couldn't bear it anymore. The world was spinning, and everything went black. Then, Long Chen fell into Lingxi's arms.
Tears appeared in Lingxi's eyes again. She knew that he was holding on, so she treasured this exciting moment.
The nine-colored butterfly flew up from Lingxi's shoulder and curiously looked at Long Chen in Lingxi's arms. It said in disdain: "This person called Chen isn't as good looking as Sister Lingxi. He's also a bloody ugly monster. Butterfly doesn't seem to like him. What should we do? Sister Lingxi, do you really want to save him like that?"
Lingxi nodded her head without hesitation. She seemed to be satisfied that she could help.
"It's the first time. I don't know if it will hurt." Although she said that, Lingxi didn't hesitate.
"Aiyaya, you've really sacrificed too much for this bastard. Butterfly is so jealous." The Nine Hell Fantasy Butterfly was a little unhappy and kept babbling.
"Get in." Lingxi glared at it, and the two of them disappeared.
The only thing left behind was Chu Tiange's mutilated corpse, and the bloodstains on the ground, which looked like the coldest of flowers blooming.
The sun had completely set, and night had come. Tomorrow would be a new beginning, and a new life.