The waste wood mad concubine is going to go against the sky

Chapter 421 Controlled God (3)

Her neck was almost broken by his big hands, her throat and trachea were pinched together, it was difficult for her to breathe, and her voice became fragmented.

You Xueran's hand called out, and the Tianxin Sword inserted on the wall let out a long cry, and the Tianxin Sword broke away from the wall and flew towards You Xueran's hand.

You Xueran held the Tianxin Sword, and the Xueliang sword directly slashed at Ling Canglie's arm without a trace of stagnation or hesitation.

Ling Canglie let go, and wanted to avoid You Xueran's ruthless blow, but he didn't expect that just as he got up to avoid the Tianxin Sword, You Xueran flew towards him, and the tip of his shoe kicked the mask off Ling Canglie's face out.

The silver mask fell not far away. At this moment, You Xueran finally saw Ling Canglie's face clearly. His face seemed to be shrouded in a faint brilliance, tall and majestic.

However, his eyes, which were originally shining with thousands of stars, have now become a frozen pool, without a trace of temperature and emotion.

You Xueran leaned back on the ground, she held Ling Canglie's shoulder with one hand, and faced him face to face at close range, but found that his eyes couldn't reflect her face.

The lights in the temple were flickering, but there was no light in his eyes, and there was no emotion on his face, only pale solemnity remained.

You Xueran looked at Ling Canglie who was like a puppet, her heart suddenly felt a pain, as if someone had dragged her heart in, and blood overflowed from the surface of the heart.

Is this the appearance of the savior that Venerable Shifang wanted?Use these ruthless eyebrows to pity the common people?Controlled his mind, let him be manipulated without knowing anything, put on the appearance of sacrificing his life, entered the cracks in the earth and merged with the national vein?
"Ling Canglie, can you hear me?" You Xueran stretched out her hand to caress the man's face.

However, her hand was pinched in mid-air by the other party, and Ling Canglie's other hand, with the blade of brilliance in full bloom, he had no expression on his face, and slashed towards You Xueran's chest with his palm.

You Xueran raised her hand, and the Tianxin Sword stood between her and Ling Canglie. The light blade gathered by Ling Canglie's spiritual power collided with the Tianxin Sword. Xueran tilted the blade of the sword, and she slid out from under Ling Canglie.

She stood up five meters away from Ling Canglie, and looked down to see his mask left at her feet.

You Xueran thrust the Tianxin Sword down, and the piercing spiritual power directly smashed the Mithril mask into pieces.

Ling Canglie seemed to realize the power of You Xueran just now. With a movement of his body, the light blade in his hand burst out instantly, and the spiritual power detonated by him rushed to the ground like ten thousand horses galloping, approaching You Xueran. snow stained.

The sword in You Xueran's hand cut off the strong spiritual power coming from the pavement. She danced around and rolled in the air for a circle. The Tianxin sword slashed across Ling Canglie's head, shredding the opponent's helmet.

The exquisite helmet split in two and fell to the ground. At this time, You Xueran didn't even notice it. When the blood dripped from her finger on the ground, the blood flowed along the spirit circle on the ground.

This spirit array, which can suppress the majesty of God, has no effect on You Xueran, and she can walk freely in this temple.

Because the helmet fell off, Ling Canglie's long hair was scattered on his shoulders, and the black hair shone with a faint blue luster under the aura floating around him. He looked directly at You Xueran with emotionless eyes, revealing a murderous meaning!
　Dear friends, do you want to make the domestic violence more violent~ For example, You Xueran beat Ling Canglie~~
　　His Highness Lie: "Author, I kneel down for you, please ask Xueran not to slap me in the face TOT"

　　Yukino: "Whether I hit you in the face or not depends on my mood."

　　
　
(End of this chapter)