My Cold CEO Fiancee

2Zou Jiuzhou stared at the change in Ye Lingtian's facial expression and smiled playfully.    

    

"Uncle has a lot of combat experience and is known for being calm. Why is he so agitated now?"    

    

Ye Lingtian replied expressionlessly, "No one would be calm when facing a top-notch pervert."    

    

"Acting like a hero? This isn't your style. "    

    

Zou Jiuzhou glanced at Ye Lingtian and started teasing him.    

    

"Others are advancing step by step, but Uncle has to retreat step by step. I don't understand why he doesn't advance at all."    

    

Anyone with a discerning eye would be able to see that Zou Jiuzhou had completely suppressed Ye Lingtian.    

    

"You think you can win for sure? "No, I think I have a chance." As Ye Lingtian said this, he tore off his shirt and covered his eyes.    

    

Zou Jiuzhou really did not expect Ye Lingtian to play this way. He almost laughed out loud: "Learn from Wang Shaoshao?"    

    

"No matter who I'm learning from, as long as it works!" Ye Lingtian did not want to waste any more time with Zou Jiuzhou, "Let's begin!"    

    

There was no reply, only an indigo glow piercing through the snow.    

    

Clang!    

    

The Thousand Souls Knife and the cold light intersected in the air, and the two of them floated in different directions according to the clockwise direction.    

    

The power of the indigo and azure lights melted the wind and snow on one side, making it seem like it was raining. On the other side, it seemed like an incomparably cold world, with ice and snow everywhere.    

    

The moment he made his move, he already had such terrifying power. No matter if it was Ye Lingtian or Zou Jiuzhou, both of them had the power to touch the Space Rules.    

    

Wen Xingchen's eyes widened as she stood stiffly on the spot.    

    

Ye Lingtian had unlimited potential. She knew that, but she had never thought that his potential would be so strong. What was more unbelievable was Zou Jiuzhou's huge change.    

    

However, thinking about it carefully, it was normal. Wang Shaoshao could force her to launch a terrifying attack in the Wasteland.    

    

Zou Jiuzhou, who lived to the end, was naturally not someone from the pool.    

    

Qiu Shuihan glanced at Wen Xingchen, a trace of playfulness hanging at the corner of her mouth.    

    

Not far away, Ye Lingtian and Zou Jiuzhou, who had experienced a confrontation, were once again fighting.    

    

Their figures left behind a trail of afterimages in the air.    

    

The indigo and azure light, the frost and the raging flames, made Little Shu Mountain seem like fireworks during a celebration.    

    

Lin Mu broke at the waist, and wherever the wind passed, it disappeared.    

    

Ten minutes later, there was nothing in a radius of three miles other than bare rocks.    

    

This was an unimaginably intense battle, and also a battle that the world could not tolerate.    

    

Wen Xingchen, who was watching the fight, started to sweat profusely.    

    

Qiu Shuihan frowned and was slightly dissatisfied with Wen Xingchen's reaction. "She's someone I nurtured with all my strength. How can she be so unpresentable?"    

    

"If you were to join the battle, I wonder how nervous you would be."    

    

Wen Xingchen blushed and replied softly, "Master, the power that they have displayed is about to come into contact with the Space Rules. If it really gets to that step, it would be troublesome."    

    

Qiu Shuihan sat down and took out the Netherworld Sword s. She caressed the cold sword body and said as if nothing had happened, "If the heavens and earth are not angry, then why would Ye Lingtian be able to decipher the Demon Suppressing Ancient Tablet's mental cultivation method?"    

    

"If the heavens and earth are not angered, how can this be considered as the final battle?"    

    

Wen Xingchen's mouth was agape, and she said fearfully: "Master, do you mean that they will make contact with the Space Rules in this battle?"    

    

Qiu Shuihan nodded slightly and glanced at the secret storage that was exposed to the world and the Demon Suppressing Ancient Tablet s in the snow.    

    

"Take a good look at the situation. If Ye Lingtian didn't fight instinctively, he would have died just now!"    

    

"Since it's instinct, how can we control it? This battle depends on the will of the heavens and fate, and lastly, on luck."    

    

On the field, Ye Lingtian should have worked very hard, and in the end, the situation developed to the point where it was no different from a battle of Tianjiang.    

    

After being wounded, Ye Lingtian had also lost his ability to fight in the air. Thus, he simply fell to the ground and continued to defend.    

    

His right arm had already been pierced through, and blood was flowing down his sleeve.    

    

Zou Jiuzhou, who was completely unharmed, floated in the air, looking down on Ye Lingtian with a saber in his left hand.    

    

"Uncle, now do you understand why I said that? A single move is not enough to eat the entire sky! "    

    

Ye Lingtian looked at Zou Jiuzhou and nodded heavily.    

    

"Your talent is indeed better than mine. I didn't fully comprehend Ma Qingkong's slash as well as you did."    

    

Zou Jiuzhou laughed maniacally towards the sky. With her long hair fluttering in the wind, even though she still had Ling Xi's innocent face, she still looked as ferocious as ever.    

    

"Do you think I'm still using Ma Qingkong's move?"    

    

"Uncle, ah, uncle. If your thoughts were limited to Ma Qingkong's knife strike, Ma Qingkongbai would have died."    

    

"What you want to absorb is his essence and assimilate it into your own!"    

    

Zou Jiuzhou raised his sword high up in the air like a divine residence.    

    

"Earlier, I thought it would be a pity to kill you like this. However, right now, I feel that there is no justice in this world if you do not die."    

    

"With such talent, if you rely on luck to progress step by step until now, will your luck really be able to stay with you forever?"    

    

Finished speaking, she turned into a streak of indigo light and rushed down.    

    

Pfft!    

    

The moment Zou Jiuzhou's Thousand Souls Knife pierced Ye Lingtian's body, he immediately pulled back, blocking Ye Lingtian's backhand slash.    

    

Bang!    

    

With a dull thud, Ye Lingtian was kicked out of the valley and flew more than 20 meters along the broken rocks.    

    

Zou Jiuzhou stepped on the gravel and walked towards Ye Lingtian.    

    

"This is too disappointing. In my heart, you are far stronger than those two on the mountain."    

    

Zou Jiuzhou looked at Qiu Shuihan and Wen Xingchen, who were standing on top of the mountain in the distance. A playful look flashed across his eyes.    

    

"They have cultivated the Immortal Arts and transcended over, and they consider themselves to be superior, but they do not know that the Immortal Demon Martial Arts are the same as the other, how can there be any difference between high, low, or high!"    

    

"Today, I will use you to sacrifice Thousand Souls Knife and cut off their heads. Let Secret World see, Martial Cultivator of the Immortal Arts are not invincible."    

    

"Even if they are not gods, they are still flesh and blood. They will still die!"    

    

Blood soaked Ye Lingtian's clothes as he trembled and stood up.    

    

He had a faint feeling that death was slowly approaching him.    

    

Zou Jiuzhou stared at the cold light in Ye Lingtian's hands and asked in puzzlement: "The battle of Tianjiang, that dragon opened up such a large area of plugin, where did he run off to now?"    

    

Ye Lingtian turned his wrist around and pointed the blade at himself. Then, he held the blade with both of his hands and turned his body to the side, letting the blood drop to the ground.    

    

"The plugin can probably last for a while, but not for a lifetime. If I rely on the plugin to survive, I will definitely die in the Immortal Arts world."    

    

"To stir up trouble in the Immortal Arts World?"    

    

Zou Jiuzhou's eyes lit up. However, the words that came out of his cherry lips were filled with a lingering contempt.    

    

"I admire your ambition. Sadly, you don't seem to have the ability to cause a ruckus in the Immortal Arts world."    

    

Ye Lingtian gathered his immortal energy on the cold blade and fresh blood flowed down along the azure blade.    

    

"I'm not dead yet. Why do you think I can't?"    

    

Zou Jiuzhou replied without any trace of politeness, "I stabbed you thirteen times, and you were barely able to stand up. What right do you have?"    

    

"Based on this battle, I represent justice!" Ye Lingtian rushed forward crazily instead of flying in the air.    

    

Just as Zou Jiuzhou said, he didn't have the strength to kill Zou Jiuzhou at this moment.    

    

His speed was not fast, and he had to rely on his instincts to dodge the killing blows time and time again.    

    

However, his instincts could help him once, but they could not help him for his entire life. The great disparity in strength had already placed the outcome of the battle in front of him.    

    

On the mountaintop, Wen Xingchen had already drawn her short blade, ready to intervene.    

    

Qiu Shuihan gripped Wen Xingchen's wrist tightly and asked coldly, "What are you trying to do?"    

    

Wen Xingchen looked at Qiu Shuihan and said with a trembling voice, "Ye Lingtian is barely able to stand up. If Zou Jiuzhou were to make another move, he would undoubtedly die."    

    

"No doubt about it. What does it have to do with you?" Qiu Shuihan found Wen Xingchen to be extremely funny.    

    

"He has the Eternal Divine Furnace in his body, as well as the cold light refined by the God Suppressing Heaven Tablet fragments. The Nine Heavens Mysterious Spell has also broken through to the third level. A person like this …"    

    

"Shut up!" Qiu Shuihan yelled coldly. Her tone was as cold as ice that could never melt.    

    

"With so many fortuitous encounters, what's the difference between him not being able to kill Zou Jiuzhou and being a trash?"    

    

Wen Xingchen said with a trembling voice, "But he is Master's only hope in obtaining the Demon Suppressing Ancient Tablet mantra, he's not afraid of ten thousand, just in case."    

    

"Just in case! Isn't Ye Lingtian still alive? " Qiu Shuihan stared at Ye Lingtian's actions and said crazily, "I believe that he will turn the tables in the end."    

    

"No matter how strong Zou Jiuzhou is, he will definitely be able to reverse the situation.    

    

On the field, the moment Ye Lingtian reached the bottom of Zou Jiuzhou, he squatted down and charged towards the sky with all his might.    

    

Zou Jiuzhou looked at Ye Lingtian's weird posture of holding a saber and was a little confused.    

    

The knife was pointed at him. Was there really such a posture? Was there any difference between that and courting death?    

    

With this thought in mind, she gathered all of her strength, gripped her blade with both of her hands and hacked down.    

    

The indigo Thousand Souls Knife and the azure cold light painted two incomparably beautiful lights in the valley.    

    

As long as the Thousand Souls Knife intersected with the cold light, once the powerful impact arrived, the sharp blade would most likely slash Ye Lingtian into two.    

    

No!    

    

This was not possible!    

    

But definitely!    

    

The two blades were about to collide, but in that instant, Ye Lingtian lost his consciousness.    

    

He didn't even understand why he was aiming the blade at him.    

    

It was only when the two blades intersected that he understood.    

    

Clang!    

    

Before the powerful force could be felt, Ye Lingtian's wrist underwent a strange change.    

    

This slight change caused a trace of shock to flash across Zou Jiuzhou's eyes.     3

    

She finally understood why Ye Lingtian did this.    

    

Pfft!    

    

Ye Lingtian's right arm was cut off.    

    

Ye Lingtian was about to lose control of the cold ray of light. He held onto his saber with his left hand and swung it at the same time.    

    

The cold light, with blood flowing everywhere, left behind an afterimage in the air.    

    

"An insignificant skill!" Zou Jiuzhou smiled at the most corner of his mouth, "Goodbye, Uncle!"    

    

With a twist of her wrist, she wielded the blade with her right hand and hacked down.    

    

The moment she gathered her power, her Dantian suddenly felt a chill. It was also at this moment that she understood what Ye Lingtian did.    

    

This was impossible!    

    

The Thousand Souls Knife floated down from the sky and Zou Jiuzhou, who had lost his source of power, faced the sky.    

    

In the gloomy sky, just as a red light appeared, it disappeared into the wind and snow.    

    

The image of Tianjiang suddenly appeared in Zou Jiuzhou's mind.    

    

Zou Jiuzhou knew that it was the wrath of heaven and earth.    

    

The power released by Ye Lingtian's last cut had already touched upon the wrath of heaven and earth, but he used his speed to avoid the Space Rules.    

    

This was a strike that exceeded the limits of the natural law. Just how monstrous of a person was this!