Chapter 121
"I say, when did you become so kind? So this is what you're planning, haha … hahaha …"
Old Man Cang clicked his tongue. "While the Profound Yin Sword still has some Yin Qi, use the Profound Phoenix Ring to extract Ye Qing Ling's essence and transfer it into her body."
Ye Qing Luo did as instructed.
When a part of the essence returned to Ye Qing Ling's body, she slowly woke up.
The intense pain in her body caused her to scream out loud.
While she was crying out in pain, her vision turned and fell onto Ye Qing Luo. That pale white face instantly looked as though she had seen a ghost.
"You … You …" Her voice was hoarse, and every word she uttered felt like a blade was cutting her throat. She really couldn't say anything.
Ye Qing Ling's chest rose and fell, her eyes were filled with horror.
She had no memory of being controlled by the evil sword, but now that she was lying on the ground, unable to move, Ye Qing Ling understood.
The evil sword was defeated.
She was defeated.
It was a complete and utter defeat.
How could it be … how could it be …
How could Ye Qing Luo deal with the Profound Yin Sword?
Didn't Eldest Sister say that no one in the world could defeat this dark force's weapon?
"Fourth Sister, this Young Matriarch is a person who keeps her promises, I said I will leave you with your last breath, naturally I will." Ye Qing Luo smiled coldly, her half squinted eyes were filled with a bone-chilling coldness. "No need to thank this Young Matriarch."
"…" Thank my ass! I can't wait to tear you into pieces!
Ye Qing Ling stared at Ye Qing Luo fiercely.
"This Young Matriarch has never liked to stir up trouble, but … I am not afraid of trouble."
Ye Qing Luo flipped the Glower Flame Fan in her hand, a few wind blades condensed from Profound Qi flew directly towards Ye Qing Ling.
"This is what this Young Matriarch wants for Little Yu!"
"Swoosh swoosh" a few more wind blades flew straight at her.
"Ah — Ye Qing Luo! Slut — "Ye Qing Ling's throat almost broke from the heart-wrenching scream.
Until her voice became softer and softer, leaving only light breathing sounds.
Ye Qing Luo sneered and looked at Old Man Gui You.
Old Man Gui You's face had turned into a chrysanthemum, especially after seeing Ye Qing Luo's methods, he liked her even more.
With a wave of his hand, he hurriedly announced: "Student Ye Qing Luo challenges Ye Qing Ling, Ye Qing Luo wins!"
Applause could be heard from the crowd.
The crowd stared at the person lying in a pool of blood on the stage and sucked in a breath of cold air.
After the duel ended, the space in the arena disappeared.
Everyone returned to the square.
At this moment, there were already countless people outside waiting for the result.
There were also countless students who had come out of the Upper Xuan Pagoda, and when they heard the news, they were all waiting for the results.
When the first wave of people was teleported out, the originally quiet square instantly became lively.
He saw Ye Qing Ling lying in a pool of blood, her crimson dress had long been stained dry by the blood.
Only then did everyone realize that the skin on her four limbs had actually been cut open.
It was obvious that his meridians had been cut.
Without tendons and meridians, one would be a cripple, a complete and utter cripple.
Beside Ye Qing Ling was the evil sword that was broken into two pieces.
And Ye Qing Luo stood indifferently at the side, looking coldly at Ye Qing Ling, expressionless.
"This … this is too ruthless, to actually cut her own sister's tendons … isn't this deliberately to cripple the Fourth Miss of the Ye Clan?"
"Offend anyone but the Seventh Miss of the Ye Clan, this method … is really scary."