Yu Qingyang stood up.

Wearing silver armor, it made a creaking sound.

The golden spear exudes ruthless edge.

He came to the center of the field.

Watching the White Lotus Saint in white clothes, she walked gracefully like a clear lotus emerging from the mud but not stained.

There was a hint of complexity in his eyes.

He hates Saint White Lotus, hates her change of heart, hates her for making him lose his dignity.

However, all hatred is born from love.

If you don't love someone, where can there be hatred?

"Jiang Xuexin, have you ever regretted it?" He unleashed his eight-level cultivation at the mid-star level, which was far superior to Xia Qingchen's.

Today, Xia Qingchen will die in his hands.

Jiang Xuexin knew that his strength had greatly improved, but had she ever regretted it?

"No." Jiang Xuexin bowed her head slightly.

She silently added something in her heart, even thanking Yue Mingzhu for arranging an unforgettable memory for her.

Although, this memory will soon be farewell.

Yu Qingyang felt extremely angry in his heart.

The star power surged, causing thousands of air currents to stir up the White Lotus Saint's black hair.

"What's so good about him?" Yu Qingyang shouted in a deep voice.

Saint White Lotus smiled slightly: "He is good at everything."

Seeing that smile, Yu Qingyang felt something was broken in his heart.

He never knew that Saint White Lotus could laugh.

In my memory, she has no emotions whatsoever.

No sadness or joy.

Neither sad nor happy.

However, she smiled for a dying man.

Yu Qingyang knew that he had completely lost Jiang Xuexin.

It can no longer be undone.

"Do you remember what I once said?" Yu Qingyang drew out the golden gun from his back in a low voice.

The White Lotus Saint remained speechless, drew out the soft sword from her waist, and pointed at Yu Qingyang calmly and resolutely.

"I don't regret marrying Xia Qingchen, and I won't regret it even if I die."

ah!

Yu Qingyang was so stimulated that he roared: "Then I'll help you!"

"Golden Crow Penetrating the Sun!" Yu Qingyang roared, and the spear in his hand erupted with dazzling golden light, pointing directly at the chest of the White Lotus Saint.

He wants to kill this woman who betrayed him with one shot!

The White Lotus Saint calmly holds the sword and moves forward without any fear or regret!

Can.

Just as the two were about to touch, the soft sword in White Lotus Saintess' hand fell away.

She stretched out her arms and faced the golden spear.

Yu Qingyang's expression changed, and with a flick of his wrist, the spear grazed the White Lotus Saint's armpit.

Poof

On the ground, there was a huge gap pierced by the remaining golden light.

If it hits someone, they will definitely die!

"Are you seeking death?" Yu Qingyang stared at the White Lotus Saint.

She was clearly seeking death by his gun.

Saint White Lotus said calmly: "Yes! Everything is my fault. You can just kill me. Please let Xia Qingchen go, okay?"

Yu Qingyang suffered from angina.

Have known each other for many years.

It was the first time he saw Saint White Lotus begging for help.

I would rather sacrifice myself to save that man!

He was inexplicably angry, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "I will never! He must die!!"

Yu Qingyang roared almost ferociously.

The more the White Lotus Saint prayed for him, the more he became angry.

Withdrawing the golden gun, Yu Qingyang turned around and walked off the ring.

Without looking back, he said with incomparable indifference: "I will let him die in front of you!"

Saint White Lotus sighed slightly and silently returned to Saint Lord Nebula.

Yue Mingzhu stared at her and bit her red lips.

It has been confirmed that this iceberg fairy, who does not eat the fireworks of this world, is really emotional...

Brother Qingchen, you can trust me with peace of mind...

The battle on the Nebula Holy Land side has come to an end.

The wonderful thing is amazing.

Even the battle between the White Lotus Saint and Yu Qingyang is full of intriguing stories.

Not for the pact of life and death, just for the White Lotus Saint.

There must be a life-and-death battle between the two.

Next, the competition continues.

However, it is no longer as exciting as before.

Everything is in order.

When the empty movement of the moon and the moon ends, it is already noon.

Chaoyan took out the list and announced on the spot: "The ranking records for this Tianyue List are as follows..."

An indifferent scold interrupted his words.

"Post the list and let them see it for themselves!" Yu Qingyang was like a spear, exuding a sharp aura: "I only care about why Xia Qingchen hasn't come yet!"

The sky-moon journey has ended.

Xia Qingchen, it’s time to come!

Chao Lao winked at the people around him: "Go, tell Xia Qingchen to come!"

at this time.

The sky, filled with dark clouds that had gathered for several days, was as gloomy as ink.

A cool raindrop fell from it.

arrival

It fell on the cheek of Xia Qingchen who was sitting cross-legged in the other courtyard.

Xia Qingchen slowly opened her eyes.

He looked up at the falling raindrops and murmured: "It's raining!"

He stood up.

Raindrops fell three feet above his head and were bounced away by invisible force.

Forming a curtain of splashing rain.

His eyes looked at the venue through the rain curtain: "The battle is coming!"

As soon as he stepped forward, the rainwater that fell on the ground retreated.

Lian Xing took a deep breath and followed closely.

Mountain top.

The sporadic raindrops became more and more dense.
To be continued...