My Cold CEO Fiancee

3The dazzling Blue Light s were slowly flowing on the blade, and the pearl in Sky Dragon's mouth suddenly turned dark yellow. If one looked carefully, they would discover that there were numerous twisting threads that were similar to meridians that slowly emerged from the yellow pearl.    1

    

The Heavenly Dragon was dancing freely on the blade, the scales on its body trembling. Other than that, the blood-red eyes were filled with gratification and excitement.    

    

It was gratified that Ye Lingtian was able to last until the point of life and death. It was excited that Ye Lingtian was able to survive the life and death training because it had extraordinary significance.    

    

In the depths of the Mianyang forest, Qin Ruyan's delicate body trembled as a trace of joy appeared at the corner of her mouth: "As expected of someone who can practice Nine Heavens Mysterious Spell, to be able to do this even after missing out on the best opportunity to lay the foundation, this is truly unbelievable! I originally thought that after this tempering, he would only be able to break through to the third level of Nine Heavens Mysterious Spell at most, and now it seems like it's extremely possible for him to break through to the sixth level as well, right! As long as I can reach that world with abundant Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth, I will be able to break through to the sixth level. "    

    

As she spoke, her figure disappeared.    

    

It was still that open area, but the situation on the field had undergone a huge change.    

    

The short sword had already pierced into Ye Lingtian's right shoulder. With just a twist, Ye Lingtian's right arm would fly out. Ye Lingtian instinctively raised his left hand when he lacked power. Maybe he was an ant that could not resist in that instant, but it did not mean that he did not know how to take care of this Martial Cultivator in front of him.    

    

His left hand tightly gripped the short sword while his right hand swept out a cold beam. The two movements were done in one go without any delay. An incomparably beautiful Blue Light swept past the eyes of the peak middle stage Immortal Level Martial Cultivator with a short sword in hand.    

    

He really didn't understand how his opponent, who was trembling a moment ago, had suddenly gained such a tyrannical strength. Could it be that his previous life and death escape was just an act to deliver a fatal blow at the last moment? If that was really the case, then this kid was too crazy. Was it as comfortable as waving his sword around?    

    

With questions in mind, he fell to the ground. The instant he touched the ground, his head and neck separated as fresh blood sprayed out, staining the muddy ground beneath his feet red.    

    

He pulled the dagger out from his right shoulder and threw it on the ground. Ye Lingtian looked at the wound on his left hand, then looked at the dumbstruck Xixia Palace Sect disciple, who endured the pain and raised his right hand.    

    

Endless Genuine Qi emerged from his meridians, Ye Lingtian's body was covered in a layer of faint light. The heads of the Third Hall's little partners were a little dazed.    

    

In the entire Xixia Palace disciple, how many Martial Cultivator were able to cultivate to the peak of the middle stage of the Immortal Level? What was even more unacceptable was that just one move from that brother was already enough. They didn't even see Ye Lingtian's thunderbolt attack clearly.    

    

After a short period of shock, the's brothers displayed their exceptional battle skills, and quickly stood in formation, surrounding Ye Lingtian. They did not attack immediately because they knew that man who was badly mutilated was like a deadly venomous snake. As long as a flaw was found by him, there was no possibility of another attack being unleashed.    

    

By the time he made his move, he was already wounded! As long as he was injured, he would bleed. No matter how strong a person was, they wouldn't be able to survive even if they lost all their blood!    

    

Ye Lingtian looked around, bent his body, moved his left hand forward again and put his right hand behind his back. Just as these Xixia Palace disciples expected, Ye Lingtian was prepared to take the initiative.    

    

His wounds were still bleeding, and his consciousness had not yet recovered. He stared at the Xixia Palace people in front of him, and only one thought remained in his mind: kill them and live on.    

    

Ka-cha! * Ka-cha! *    

    

More and more lightning started to fall from the sky as the ground was illuminated by the electric light. The strong wind blew against the dense forest and made a strange sound. A disgusting smell of blood came from Ye Lingtian's body.    

    

This was killing intent! How many people had he killed to have such a strong killing intent? His Xixia Palace's little buddies used the power of lightning to seriously examine their opponents.    

    

His face was indeed unremarkable, and there wasn't even the aura of an expert around him. However, the coldness in his eyes was enough to make one's hair stand on end.    

    

With Lu Yinchuan's guidance, Xixia Palace number one had long become one of the few teams with modern fighting philosophy. After the Martial Cultivator with the highest Cultivation Level fell, another Martial Cultivator with a slightly higher Cultivation Level stood up.    

    

He looked around and shouted coldly, "Concentrate your energy, divide into three battle squads and attack in an orderly fashion!"    

    

Before he could finish, Ye Lingtian, who had just crouched down, dashed out. He was even faster than the lightning that fell from the sky from afar.    

    

The Xixia Palace disciples who shouted were not pushovers, and immediately rose into the air when Ye Lingtian moved, a strange smile sweeping past their lips.    

    

After twirling twice in the air, the short knife brought out a light orange glow in the air. Then, he held the knife with both of his hands and slashed at Ye Lingtian's back. Perhaps it was due to overexertion, but the muscles in his arms trembled slightly. On the short blade, a brilliant light suddenly bloomed as the air vibrated with a buzzing sound from the powerful force.    

    

This slash contained all of his strength. After the three disciples standing around him looked at each other, they quickly took a step back in three different directions. With a slight movement of their wrists, the light of their inner force rippled on the sword's body.    

    

As the brothers from Xixia Palace, they had long since formed the habit of taking different strategies to attack their opponents as much as possible in order to conserve their strength. Thus, every member of the Third Hall was able to form seamless coordination with any member of the Third Hall.    

    

The three squads had formed, and the moment Ye Lingtian rushed over, he was facing the strongest squadron out of the three squads. They were also the squadron that heavily injured Ye Lingtian, and of course, the cunning one squadron.    

    

The Martial Cultivator who was flying in the air with a short blade in his hand was the main attacker. His powerful attack from mid-air was enough to deal fatal damage to Ye Lingtian. According to their calculations, if there were no mishaps, Ye Lingtian would definitely choose to hide. Once he dodged, the encirclement aimed at Ye Lingtian would be formed.    

    

Of course, in order to lure Ye Lingtian into the circle, the three Martial Cultivator s beside the main attacker raised their swords and pretended to attack.    

    

To be honest, they had tried and tested this move many times. This reflected Lu Yinchuan's extraordinary tactical planning ability from a side. Unfortunately, their opponent was Ye Lingtian, the one who was more battle-oriented than them.    

    

Pfft!    

    

The short knife grazed the flesh on his back and cut downwards.    

    

No one expected Ye Lingtian to be so mischievous. The blow was fatal, and he did not dodge at all? No, actually Ye Lingtian dodged it, but he didn't reach the place everyone expected him to hide. To be more accurate, he stopped when he arrived at the predetermined ambush location. This caused the short knife to glow orange and cause damage to him. Of course, this damage was only limited to his skin and flesh.    

    

Enduring the pain in his back, Ye Lingtian slashed at the neck of one of the Xixia Palace people in front of him. Even though he hadn't used his first move, his right foot twisted towards the muddy ground, causing his body to spin counterclockwise.    

    

Pfft!    

    

The cold light pierced the heart of the second Xixia Palace disciple.    

    

When no one could react, he tightly held onto the second Xixia Palace disciple.    

    

Seeing that his comrade had been injured, the third Xixia Palace disciple instinctively thrusted out.    

    

Pfft!    

    

This was the voice of the Longsword penetrating his mother.    

    

The eyes of the Xixia Palace wielding man were filled with pain and despair. He never thought that Ye Lingtian would actually hug his companion and spin around to meet his sword.    

    

The Longsword had accurately pierced through the dantian of the second Xixia Palace disciple, and with the severe injury from earlier, there was no chance of survival.    

    

Bastard! I'll kill you! The third Xixia Palace disciple's eyes were bloodshot as he prepared to pull out his sword and strike back. Unexpectedly, before he could even draw his sword, Ye Lingtian appeared on his right side like a ghost, and after a flash of blue light, he saw the world spinning, as well as the furious eyes of his brothers who had leapt into the air.    

    

He died. At the moment of his death, he saw his companion's knife land on Ye Lingtian once again, so he felt a little gratified. He had been stabbed in the back and in the chest. Even if this fellow had nine lives, he still deserved to die. Even if he fell down, it was worth it. This troublesome fellow's life had finally come to an end. However, he then fell into despair because he saw an unbelievable scene.    

    

Just when the dagger that was the main attacker stabbed Ye Lingtian's chest, that crazy man took a step forward. The dagger reached the hilt, and the dagger that released the Blue Light stabbed into his companion's chest.    

    

Bang!    

    

The Xixia Palace disciple with a short blade was knocked away by Ye Lingtian, and the short blade in his hand left a trail of blood in the air.    

    

Plop!    

    

The main attacker fell heavily onto the ground, his head separated from his body.    

    

The disciples who were left in the Xixia Palace finally saw Ye Lingtian's actions clearly. They seemed to understand why the main and secondary Hall Lord s fell into the hands of this man and why the remaining brothers at the peak of the Intermediate Immortal Level fell so quickly.    

    

His every move and every move had been meticulously calculated, and his grasp on the human heart had reached an even more outrageous level. He seems to get into people's minds, know what you're going to do next, and quickly figure out what to do. Even more terrible was the madness he felt in not taking his life seriously. No, no, no, this was definitely not madness. This was battle experience, because with his current Cultivation Level and strength, he would definitely not be able to stop everyone's all-out attack.    

    

Under the cover of lightning, Ye Lingtian, who was covered in blood, looked a little sinister. The wound on his back made his consciousness blurred again. He felt as if his soul were about to float out of this heavy body. The touch terrified him, and his instincts told him that as long as his soul drifted past him, his path would end.    

    

How can I keep my soul? No one gave him an answer. At this point, many things could never be answered with the help of his previous experiences. He could only rely on his instincts to continue walking downwards.    

    

Fight! Only in different battles would there be hope for survival. If these people did not fall, then the one who fell would be themselves. Ye Lingtian's right foot pushed off and once again rushed towards the remaining Xixia Palace Sect members.