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C872 One Look(part I)



C872 One Look(part I)

"This is too terrifying. Is this White-robed God of Death's trump card? If my Qingyue Sect really offended the Profound Yang Sect, I'm afraid that we would have turned into specks of light by now. "    

    

At this moment, Fairy Bingyue, who was being carried by Liang Jian, didn't even care about her injuries. She just looked up at the peerless figure in the sky and couldn't help but feel a lingering fear in her heart.    

    

Fortunately, she didn't have any conflict with Lin Hao at that time. Otherwise, not to mention the Qingyue Sect, even a hundred of her wouldn't be enough to deal with Lin Hao.    

    

The white-clothed figure in the sky had already been deeply reflected in everyone's heart. It had become a nightmare that dominated their lives.    

    

"Next, it's your turn."    

    

After annihilating the numerous Militia Soldier, Lin Hao's cold gaze suddenly turned in another direction.    

    

The traitor of Profound Yang Sect, Liang Jian, was holding Fairy Bingyue hostage. He looked at Lin Hao who was high up in the sky with an unconcealable fear in his eyes.    

    

Liang Jian had once lost to Lin Hao. He had a deep understanding of Lin Hao's strength. After that, with Grand Elder's help, Liang Jian's strength had increased tremendously. He had long felt that he could stand on equal footing with Lin Hao.    

    

But now?    

    

Liang Jian felt that Lin Hao, who was standing in the sky, was like a Heavenly God. He was merely a mortal body, how could he dare to challenge a high and mighty Heavenly God?    

    

Liang Jian panicked. He didn't want to die. Liang Jian frantically tried to think of a lie that could shake Lin Hao's killing intent.    

    

"Lin Hao, you can't kill me. I, Liang Jian, have been tortured by the name of trash since I was young. All I have done is to give myself more room to improve. You have never experienced that kind of situation where you are on the verge of death. You can't kill me here. This is unfair to me! If you dare to touch me, I guarantee that the fairy in my hand will melt the jade..."    

    

Tears streamed down Liang Jian's face, but he wanted to use the past to convince Lin Hao.    

    

However, Lin Hao's cold and emotionless eyes didn't waver, and he didn't even show the slightest bit of shock.    

    

Using betrayal to exchange for progress, crushing the righteous path into powder as fertilizer for martial arts, using the lives of countless fellow disciples to exchange for your supreme glory, was this your fairness?    

    

"Noisy!"    

    

Lin Hao's Longsword suddenly slanted, and a terrifying might of heaven and earth instantly pressed down on Liang Jian.    

    

"Then accompany me in death!"    

    

Liang Jian knew that there was no hope for him to survive, but he steeled his heart and stabbed the Longsword in his hand down.    

    

Specks of dark red blood blossomed in the air, beautiful and bewitching.    

    

"I'm not willing..."    

    

Liang Jian's body turned into specks of light and dissipated into the air.    

    

"Senior Bingyue!"    

    

The disciples of Qingyue Sect quickly used their hands and feet to crawl towards Fairy Bingyue. After checking her body, they heaved a sigh of relief.    

    

Liang Jian's Longsword only slightly pierced Fairy Bingyue's chest, but it only hurt her skin.    

    

Fairy Bingyue covered the wound on her abdomen and wanted to raise her head to thank Lin Hao. However, she realized that Lin Hao did not care about her at all. Instead, he turned in another direction.    

    

A strong sense of defeat and unwillingness arose spontaneously.    

    

No matter what, I, Bingyue, am a top Genius disciple of Qingyue Sect. Why does he look down on me? He even killed Liang Jian without caring about my safety! He didn't even put me in his eyes. In fact, I don't even have the qualifications to be his opponent!    

    

Fairy Bingyue only felt a wave of grief and indignation in her chest, as if she was about to cry.    

    

That's right. How could someone as cold as him care about my life and death? What kind of happiness would a girl who could be remembered by him be?    

    


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