Drawing The Sword - C82

Qi Xing’s eyes were filled with shock as he stared at the palm strike. His eyes were filled with unwillingness and despair. Qi Xing’s heart turned to ashes. Was he going to die like this? He hadn’t even lived for many years, and yet at the moment he saw a strand of hope to become an Immortal, he ended his own life? The heavens were so laughable. Was fate so unfair?

There are many ways to destroy a man, but the most painful is death in the heart.” A heart is like a dead heart. All that is left is a body without a soul, a corpse without a thought. And wasn’t the destruction of one’s dreams, in a way, the destruction of one’s hopes? And this hope was the entirety of his star. It could be said to be the pillar of his soul, the beating heart.

“No, no! I can’t just die like this, I want to become an immortal! ” Suddenly, he thought of everything that had happened to him, as well as the oath he had made. Give up just like that? [No! Even if I die, I won’t be able to give up my decision!]

The terrified eyes of Qi Xing suddenly disappeared, replaced by a yearning for life. A trace of killing intent continued to spread and the despair within his heart instantly disappeared. It was firmly replaced. Since you want me to die, I will not let you have an easy time. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning. Suddenly, a bold and crazy idea appeared in his mind!

The madness in Qi Xing’s eyes flashed for a moment before he suddenly gave birth to an aura of despair. With lifeless eyes, he stopped in his tracks, staring blankly at the incoming palm strike.

When Yue Ming saw the despair in Qi Xing’s eyes, the disdain on his face deepened as he revealed a crazed smile. He couldn’t help but feel bored in his heart. As an eighth heaven warrior, Yue Ming disdained to kill a martial artist who would not fight back. His hand unconsciously became lighter …

Yue Ming’s palm moved extremely quickly, but the thoughts of humans were much faster than his palm. Right at the moment when Yue Ming’s palm was pressing on the left side of Qi Xing’s chest, Qi Xing’s eyes suddenly changed. A sharp light burst out, bursting out with killing intent that no one dared to look directly at. Qi Xing’s right hand, which had been holding the sword’s hilt, suddenly moved. A beam of light flashed in the dark night. Two completely different sounds suddenly rang out.

Yue Ming stared blankly at the long scar on his chest. If it wasn’t for his fast reaction, which allowed him to take a step back, he would have died on the spot!

This was a great shame, a great shame! Anger, incomparable rage! Yue Ming’s anger was instantly ignited. His eyes seemed as if they were burning with two raging flames, ready to burn everything to the ground. Yue Ming woke up from his shock, seeing the figure of Qi Xing on the verge of disappearing from his sight. He released all of his aura and stirred up a gust of wind, causing the debris on the ground to fly in all directions! He shouted, “Kid, where are you going?!”

Qi Xing, who cares what happens to you, if you don’t die in a single strike, immediately run away. After slashing a wound on Yue Ming’s chest with his sword, Qi Xing didn’t dare to stay any longer. He endured the pain as Yue Ming struck against his body, quickly retreating backwards. He rushed into the forest without looking back.

“I want, I want, I want, I want, you!” Yue Ming roared word by word. Qi Xing felt that Yue Ming’s loud roar had made the dense forest tremble, and he even ran for his life. At this moment, Yue Ming was like a madman, using his full strength in qinggong. With one step, he crossed a distance of 40 feet. He lightly tapped the ground with the tip of his foot and took another step as he quickly chased after Qi Xing.

Qi Xingpao ran straight for the jungle, and when he saw the bunker, he charged straight at it. Yue Ming quickly chased after Qi Xing, and Qi Xing could even feel the condensed murderous intent behind him rushing towards him …