"I’ll kill you!"
A cold breath flashed by!
Lan Zhengqing seed to have gone mad, rushing towards the Divine Phoenix.
The air, solidified!
Transford into countless ice swords, surrounding Lan Zhengqing, hovering in mid-air, following his figure closely.
The void trembled violently.
It seed twisted and contorted, directly compressed.
An overwhelming feeling of suffocation spread.
The air was drawn out of the room, making it impossible to breathe.
The heart even stopped beating.
Lan Zhengqing was very tense, a fine layer of sweat covered his forehead, and his arm trembled slightly.
Damn it...
He cursed inwardly.
It’s just killing an ant, so why is his hand trembling like this?
What exactly is he afraid of?
A noble son of the Water Clan, a Middle Heavenly Venerate of the seventh layer, feeling scared about killing a pesky insect in the seventh layer of Broken Dao Realm.
Hahaha!
What a colossal joke, he couldn’t help but laugh inwardly.
Then.
His gaze sharpened, removing any hesitation, as the fierce aura surged like a tidal wave towards the Divine Phoenix.
"Die!"
The Divine Phoenix continued to face away from Lan Zhengqing, motionless, as if asleep, seemingly unaware the Frost Sky Formation had been broken.
The atmosphere on site was extrely eerie.
An ant fearlessly lying on the ice bed, undeterred by a genius of Middle Heavenly Venerate seventh layer.
What’s the situation... Lan Zhengqing thought to himself, feeling sowhat puzzled.
This scene before him.
So bizarre, he never imagined such a sight would appear.
Countless question marks popped up in his mind, unable to explain the phenonon before him.
Forget it, after all, it’s just an ant, insignificant.
Die!
Lan Zhengqing steadied his heart, no longer hesitated, and moved swiftly like lightning.
All the ice swords floating around him fell like raindrops.
One breath!
Already at the back of the Divine Phoenix, the terrifying force made the void tremble.
"Dare to underestimate , then die!"
"Sword Fall!"
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
The rain-like ice swords fell, cold gleams flashing across the sky, unstoppable.
However.
At this mont.
Unexpectedly!
The figure of the Divine Phoenix flickered!
It seed to turn into a phantom, flickering lightly!
Lan Zhengqing was stunned, thinking he had seen it wrong; he rubbed his eyes and focused intently.
Gasped in shock!
His heart almost jumped out of his throat!
The Divine Phoenix... vanished into thin air!
A mont ago, it was arrogantly lying on the ice bed.
The next second, disappeared without a trace, as if swallowed by the void, leaving only a shadow!
Clang! Clang!
The ice swords fell, crashing onto the ice bed, creating a loud sound, deafening, destroying the jade and stone!
The entire room trembled violently.
Cold mist spread through the space, chilling to the bone, causing uncontrollable shivers.
Lan Zhengqing landed on the ground, his cheek twitched harshly, waving away the mist blocking his view.
He could no longer see the scene before him, unsure if the Divine Phoenix was dead or alive.
"Ant! Are you dead?! The result of mocking is this, in a blink, you can be smashed to pieces."
"I advise you not to play any tricks, otherwise, as a re woman, do you want to go against ?"
"You’re dead anyway. If you co out now, I can let you die easily, without any pain. If I have to co in and find you, then it’s hard to say what cruel ans I’ll use."
"Did you hear?"
Lan Zhengqing coldly stared at the mist before him, his brows furrowed, and his face serious.
A disconcerting aura pervaded the room.
His heart pounded continuously.
Nervous... he’s actually feeling nervous!
What a joke!
Fearing an ant, how could he accomplish great achievents!
However.
The dead silence in the room makes him feel uneasy, even though he constantly told himself the opponent is just an ant.
Yet.
His hand trembled uncontrollably.
There was no ventilation in the room, the doors and windows tightly closed.
This was because earlier, Lan Zhengqing feared outsiders might hear or see the movent, so he closed them. But unexpectedly, because of this, the cold mist couldn’t dissipate, continually blocking his view.
"Co out! I’ll give you three seconds! Imdiately appear before !" he shouted into the mist, like thunder echoing.
No movent, still silent.
Moreover.
The surrounding cold mist slowly flowed towards him, enveloping him, seeming to bind him.
Things are feeling more and more off; he couldn’t stay here any longer.
But fleeing might bring sha upon him.
A noble son of the Water Clan, fleeing from an ant, would be a great humiliation for him!
He couldn’t accept such a judgnt, not wanting any blemish on his life.
Up till now.
His life had not a single blemish, no one ever dared to confront him.
A smooth sailing life, revered by thousands after rising to fa, never faced opposition.
Only Lin Fan!
This ant-like guy, a waste he could crush with one finger.
He repeatedly posed trouble for Lan Zhengqing, trapping him in such an embarrassing situation now; if he didn’t kill him, how could he calm the anger within!
Thus.
He originally intended to leave the room, but now changed his mind, not willing to leave until he had killed Lin Fan and the Divine Phoenix.
"Lin Fan! Divine Phoenix! Fine, my words don’t matter to you, then just wait! Once I find you, I will crush you rcilessly, not a drop of blood will remain in this world! Clean your neck and wait obediently for death!"
Lan Zhengqing bared his teeth, roared viciously without further hesitation, and strode into the cold mist.
But!
The mont he stepped down, before stabilizing, a figure suddenly appeared from the mist before him.
The mist surged towards Lan Zhengqing imdiately, splattering onto his face.
Such strong killing intent!
The epheral mist beca dangerously sharp like a gale, slicing Lan Zhengqing’s body open nurous tis.
In an instant!
Covered in wounds!
What... what...
Lan Zhengqing retreated two steps, shocked and dumbfounded.
Turning the mist into a lethal weapon!
What kind of aura is this?!
Yet.
Mist is only mist; although intensely cold, it could only graze his skin, unable to harm the core.
Moreover, with Lan Zhengqing’s cultivation realm reaching Middle Heavenly Venerate seventh layer, such minor damage is insignificant, rely a scratch.
Nonetheless.
Enough to shock him!
"Who?! Who’s pretending to be a ghost there?!" Lan Zhengqing steadied himself, looked up in panic, and shouted angrily.
From the cold mist, erged a person.
Calm and composed.
Unhurried.
Relaxed and carefree!
Not even considering Lan Zhengqing, his expression very relaxed!
Lan Zhengqing was stunned, his voice quivering unconsciously.
"Lin... Lin Fan?!"
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