(PS: Only one chapter today, sorry. Tomorrow we will have a feature, and five chapters will explode!)
Suddenly, a dagger appeared in Ling Ying's hand, stabbing fiercely towards Yang Tian's chest.
A cold smile appeared at the corner of Ling Ying's mouth.
Though Yang Tian was closing his eyes, he was, after all, an Ancient Martial Artist.
Within a few ters around him, any danger would quickly transmit to his consciousness.
When the dagger in Ling Ying's hand ca stabbing, Yang Tian sensed danger.
He opened his eyes and saw the dagger in Ling Ying's hand.
A sliver of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Could it be that Ling Ying actually wanted to kill him?
Quick as lightning, Yang Tian instinctively reached out and grabbed Ling Ying's wrist.
The dagger stopped on Yang Tian's chest.
It almost stabbed into Yang Tian's chest.
"Ling Ying, what are you doing?"
Yang Tian stared intently at Ling Ying; he couldn't understand, Ling Ying only gave him her first ti last night, so how could she suddenly want to kill him?
But soon, Yang Tian noticed that Ling Ying's eyes were utterly blood-red.
Sothing was wrong!
Yang Tian opened his Divine Sense and explored Ling Ying's body.
The next second, his face darkened: "You are not Ling Ying!"
"That's right, I am not Ling Ying!"
A cold smile appeared at the corner of Ling Ying's mouth, and the dagger in her hand turned into a stream of Spiritual Breath.
"You are Poison Rose!"
Seeing the stream of Spiritual Breath in Ling Ying's hand, Yang Tian understood.
The Ling Ying in front of him was not Ling Ying but possessed by Poison Rose's soul.
"You've finally caught on? But it's already too late!"
Ling Ying coldly said, and the stream of Spiritual Breath in her hand stabbed down.
Yang Tian looked indifferent.
Although Ling Ying was possessed by Poison Rose's soul, to be honest, Poison Rose was not Yang Tian's opponent.
Yang Tian reached out and pressed against Poison Rose's hand.
Spiritual Breath surged from within him, condensing into a Spirit Breath Screen in the air.
Such a Spirit Breath Screen could surely block the stream of Spiritual Breath in Ling Ying's hand.
However, at this mont, a cold smile flickered in Ling Ying's blood-red eyes.
She suddenly emitted a burst of Spiritual Breath, disrupting the Spirit Breath Screen on Yang Tian's hand.
Swish!
The stream of Spiritual Breath in Ling Ying's hand stabbed fiercely towards Yang Tian's chest.
At the critical mont, Yang Tian extended his right hand and caught the stream of Spiritual Breath struck by Ling Ying.
At the sa ti, the diamond on Yang Tian's chest emitted a strong glow.
Snap!
The stream of Spiritual Breath struck by Poison Rose hit Yang Tian's diamond.
"Oh?"
A sliver of surprise flashed in Poison Rose's eyes.
She hadn't expected Yang Tian's reaction speed to be so fast, and even more so hadn't expected that Yang Tian had a glowing diamond on his chest.
This diamond quickly sealed off Poison Rose's stream of Spiritual Breath.
"Well, Poison Rose, I wasn't looking for you, but you ca looking for !"
Yang Tian was genuinely displeased.
This Poison Rose had repeatedly tried to kill him?
And Poison Rose even wanted to occupy Ling Ying's body?
Simply courting death!
Yang Tian activated his Spiritual Breath, applied it onto his palm, and pressed it towards Poison Rose's body.
With this strike, Poison Rose was pushed away.
At the sa ti, Yang Tian's figure flickered, he appeared behind Poison Rose, lifted his palm, and heavily slapped Poison Rose's buttocks.
Of course, this was on Ling Ying's body.
But at this ti, Poison Rose's soul occupied Ling Ying's body.
This slap landed on Ling Ying's buttocks, producing a crisp slapping sound.
"You!!!"
Poison Rose was slapped, and her face changed.
Honestly, as a Sub-Hall Master of the Dark Organization, she was always very proud and had been betrothed to the Young Palace Master of the Dark Organization since she was very young, though not yet married, she had never had a man.
In contrast, she always indulged Ling Ying.
She had never let a man touch her, let alone hit her.
"You damn scoundrel, you're simply courting death!"
Poison Rose shouted coldly, and with a struggle of her hand, the stream of Spiritual Breath transford into a Three-foot Sword, stabbing towards Yang Tian's chest.
"Bring it on!"
Yang Tian smiled, his figure flickered, quickly dodging away.
The next second, he appeared again behind Ling Ying.
Snap!
Yang Tian slapped Ling Ying's buttocks again.
"You rciless fiend!"
In an instant, Poison Rose's face turned red…
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