An unexpected encounter with the sleeping Little Dragon Girl leads to the annihilation of the Quanzh

boom!

These three words possess a more destructive power than the impassioned question just now.

If before it was questioning and accusation, then now it is naked and undisguised contempt!

I killed him.

In front of all of you.

In the cruelest way.

What can you do to me?

Guo Jing was trembling violently; he felt his worldview collapsing and shattering piece by piece.

He witnessed that bloody scene, that cruel method. According to his usual standards, Lin Ye was now an unforgivable demon!

He should unleash the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms and act on behalf of Heaven!

but……

Why?

Why were his legs so heavy, as if filled with lead?

Why is the fire of chivalry that should have been burning brightly in his heart now reduced to cold ashes?

Lin Ye's previous question kept echoing in his mind.

"Who exactly is the demon?"

Yes, who is the demon?

Is it Yin Zhiping, who commits beastly acts in a corner unseen by everyone?

Is it Zhao Zhijing, who trampled on the dignity of his fellow disciples and bullied them wantonly?

still is……

What is this young man in front of me, seeking a belated "justice" in the most extreme way?

Guo Jing didn't know.

He really didn't know.

He felt that the "chivalry" and "righteousness" he had upheld throughout his life had become a huge joke today.

His pride in his clear distinction between black and white appeared so pale and powerless in the face of this glaring pool of blood.

At the very back of the crowd.

The image of Lin Ye covered in blood was reflected in Xiaolongnu's pupils.

The bloody scene did not frighten her.

In ancient tombs, life and death are inherently indifferent.

She clearly saw that the moment Lin Ye crushed Zhao Zhijing's head, his hand trembled slightly, uncontrollably.

That wasn't fear, nor was it hesitation.

That is……

After the power is released to its limit, the body instinctively spasms.

Yes……

After the pain was finally released, a tremor ran deep in my soul.

She also saw how utterly desolate his back looked when he threw the corpse out and said, "So what?"

He has created an insurmountable chasm between himself and the entire world.

He was on one side.

On the other side were everyone else except her.

So this was his anger.

So this was the heart he hid beneath his gentle smile, a heart long since reduced to ashes.

Xiaolongnu's heart was once again gripped by that unfamiliar, bittersweet feeling.

She suddenly realized that these people clamoring to "clean house" were so noisy and so offensive.

They don't understand.

They don't understand him at all.

She subconsciously took a small step forward, her white skirt swaying slightly in the wind.

She wanted to stand next to him.

This thought was so natural, so self-evident.

He was standing there, so she should stand beside him.

Whether he faces a massive army or the entire martial arts world.

At this moment, the battle has already broken out!

"Clang!"

A deafening clang of metal clashing!

Qiu Chuji's longsword, carrying the force of a thunderbolt, finally pierced into Lin Ye's face!

However, Lin Ye didn't even look at it.

He simply raised his left hand casually; it was still the same hand stained with blood.

Gently bring your index and middle fingers together.

"bite--!"

That hundred-refined steel sword, imbued with Qiu Chuji's life's work, that weapon powerful enough to shatter stone tablets, actually...

He caught it effortlessly with just two fingers!

The tip of the sword was less than three inches from Lin Ye's brow.

The sharp sword energy made his black hair dance wildly on his forehead, but his body remained motionless, as steady as Mount Tai.

Qiu Chuji felt as if his sword had pierced into an unshakable sacred mountain. No matter how much he channeled his inner strength, the sword could not advance even an inch further!

How is that possible?!

How is this possible?!

The madness on Qiu Chuji's face was instantly replaced by a deeper, bone-deep fear.

He saw Lin Ye's eyes.

There was no anger, no murderous intent, and not even any emotion in those eyes.

There was only a bottomless, indifferent void.

I'm watching a...

Ants.

"It's noisy."

Lin Ye spoke softly, his two fingers slightly interlacing.

"Snap!"

Another crisp sound!

The sword of Changchunzi, which had followed Qiu Chuji for decades, slaying demons and monsters and becoming famous throughout the martial arts world, actually...

It snapped in two!

The broken blade fell limply to the ground, emitting a clear, mournful sound.

The entire battlefield fell into an eerie silence once again.

Lin Ye raised his foot!

With just one kick, Qiu Chuji was sent flying backward!