Chapter 685: Chapter 365: Peerless Grace Still Deserves a Kick
Qin Ming’s comnt almost made the two of them “explode.”
The white-clad youth was breathing heavily and rapidly, like an old bellows of a pottery kiln, puffing continuously.
He was a Holy Clan mber with extraordinary prowess, a genius capable of mastering the highest level of the “Golden Cicada Scripture,” yet the black-clad youth with the small nose and ears repeatedly called him a pig.
The red-dressed woman was remarkably beautiful, but now she stared angrily, his words were deeply hurtful and insulting; with her lofty status, this was a first-ti experience in her life.
The key issue was, it was the first defeat in her life, which left her feeling unbalanced, unable to let go, unable to accept this fact.
The white-clad youth just opened his mouth, only to be silenced by Qin Ming’s “pig-headed pig-brained” comnt.
He imdiately turned his head and said, “Sister, you haven’t lost. You were simulating my Spiritual Field, not showing your true supre deanor.”
The red-dressed woman nodded, her dark eyebrows relaxed.
Hearing this, Qin Ming imdiately looked at the red-dressed girl and asked, “Are you also a pig?”
In that instant, the red-dressed woman even had the urge to skin him alive.
The white-clad youth quickly spoke up: “Stop talking nonsense. My master’s status is incomparably noble, unreachable. If it were the real world, you couldn’t even approach, only look up from afar.”
“Pig-headed pig-talk!” Qin Ming mocked the Holy Clan youth.
Then, he looked at the red-dressed woman and said, “You also have a small nose and ears. Does the White Beast you raise curse you behind your back every day?”
Upon hearing this, the white-clad youth broke out in a cold sweat and said, “Do not slander !”
He quickly explained to the red-dressed woman: “Master, I am not in the Innate Saint Form, I transford late, so my aesthetic sense hasn’t improved yet.”
Outside, the night was as deep as the Abyss, but here there was a brilliant sunset, fiery clouds layered upon layers, truly a limitless sunset view.
However, the red-dressed woman’s mood was very bad, even terrible. The black-clad youth repeatedly mocked her to her face, it was infuriating!
Though she was young and slightly green, she seed to mature considerably by anger, her eyes deep, her chest heaving violently, her flawless beautiful face flushed as if on fire, even her hair strands were glowing as if to emit flas, her red dress fluttering wildly.
The red-dressed woman took a deep breath and said, “You have attained the legendary Suru Field, with various brilliant skills. May I know your na, race, and region? I wish to visit you in the real world, drink together, and discuss the Tao.”
She was limited on ti and couldn’t stay long, but she was curious about this black-clad youth, unwilling to leave just like that, hoping to “face-off” in reality.
“I live in Yujing, surnad Gao, nad Unreachable, also known as the Co-lord by many,” Qin Ming replied.
Naturally, he knew the red-dressed woman was enduring and restrained, maintaining her composure based on her desire to learn his background.
He played with the cloth strip in his hand, indeed woven from various kinds of Exotic Gold, brand new as the setting sun shimred with Golden Radiance.
The red-dressed woman’s gaze was almost enough to “slice through a person.” That was the object she used to tie her hair, a replica of a certain “Holy Object,” perfectly restored.
Now, it wrapped around that youth’s slender fingers, like a spirit snake writhing about.
The red-dressed woman could no longer hold back, feeling as if her hair was being teased, even her whole body felt uncomfortable.
With a whoosh, she made one last move, a sneak attack, trying to seize the Exotic Gold Cloth strip—her hair-tie, not to be left in the hands of others.
After admiring it, Qin Ming tied it to his wrist and decisively counterattacked.
The red-dressed woman conjured divine visions, around her spread golden Divine Lotus, standing high in the clouds. Throughout heaven and earth, myriad images appeared—teorites, Divine Cities, Great Leiyin Temples, Kunpengs—all kinds of sights surged like mountains and seas towards Qin Ming, squeezing towards one place.
Qin Ming’s expression was serious, unleashing all his Chaos Force, piercing through all the dazzling visions with the brightest Heavenly Light, causing an explosive collapse, annihilating all phenona between heaven and earth!
The red-dressed woman said nothing, turned around, and left, yet her heart couldn’t remain calm, quite shocked.
She always believed that in the sa Domain, her combat power was unmatched, no one could make her taste defeat, at least not within the Holy Clan’s realm.
But now, this black-clad youth had injured her twice in a row, a wisp of consciousness essence blood again trickling from the corner of her mouth.
Though she simulated another’s Spiritual Field, it was difficult to unleash her full power, but it wasn’t far from her limits.
Because this White Beast was extraordinarily exceptional, otherwise, it wouldn’t have beco her follower, entering her perceptive eyes.
The white-clad youth, seeing this, felt his scalp tingle. His master used her killer moves but ultimately left silently, yet he foolishly still stood there.
He felt he had underestimated things, overly trusting his elder sister’s combat prowess, and with a howl, he also fled.
Qin Ming only had eyes for the red-dressed woman. He kept his gaze fixed on her, exploding with Chaos Force, and both his speed and power surged to their limits, pursuing her through three compound courtyards, not letting her escape.
The red-dressed woman’s techniques were exquisite, gathering and dispersing invisibly, and at the crucial mont, she transford into streaks of scarlet light, converging into human form at the doorway.
She stepped forward, turning her head to gaze back, to thoroughly rember Qin Ming’s spiritual fluctuations, hoping to find him in the real world in the future, to “educate” this person without restraint.
In the sunset, as she stepped through the door, at the mont she looked back, her flowing black hair swayed, tinged with the sunset glow, even her face radiated, possessing an unparalleled grace.
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