Yi Ming cursed, and the flying sword appeared next to his hand again. His true energy surged, and he slashed with his sword finger. The light and dark colors on the flying sword suddenly became stronger, and it turned into a powerful sword energy that combined light and darkness, and slashed towards the translucent palm.

“Sizzle!”

A flash of fire passed by, and Yi Ming's sword energy was completely consumed by the opponent's attack, and the giant palm of true energy displayed by Elder Duan was also cut into two by Yi Ming's sword and disappeared.

Elder Duan's expression changed, and he finally looked at Yi Ming. The Qi Refining cultivators who could withstand his giant palm of true essence were all invincible in the Qi Refining stage. Yet, the man in front of him was only at the eighth level of Qi Refining, how could he be so extraordinary?

But even if he was extraordinary, could he still fight against a cultivator of the Condensation Stage? "You dare to plot against the little princess of the Duyuan Sect? Die!" Elder Duan shouted coldly, and a flying sword flew out of his magic bag and stabbed Yi Ming.

However, this time it was not only Yi Ming who drew his sword to resist, even Wan Qingying turned his flying sword and slashed at Elder Duan's flying sword.

Of course she also saw that it was not that Elder Duan was unaware of what had happened before, nor that he had seen through Yi Ming's true face. He was simply trying to intimidate her and kill her savior so that she would not dare to resist and would be obedient.

But they just wanted to drag this seemingly ordinary cultivator into this. Wan Qingying had an intuitive feeling about Yi Ming's fighting ability. Although he was only at the eighth level of Qi Refining, he was a master who could fight above his level.

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"bite!"

Therefore, Wan Qingying could only escape from the marriage, and the disciples of Wan Chunhua would not look for Wan Qingying too seriously. Even if they found her, they would only guard her silently. Only those who belonged to the lineage of the great elder would rush to capture Wan Qingying and marry her.

With a move of his sword finger, Yi Ming's flying sword shone brightly again, and boundless sword energy burst out between the flickering light and darkness, piercing out diagonally and hitting Duan Changzhu's flying sword almost at the same time as Wan Qingying's sword light.

"I'm sorry for causing trouble for you." Wan Qingying took the initiative to apologize, and then exposed her family's dirty laundry. "This man is the disciple of the Great Elder, not from my father's lineage. Back then, my father and the Great Elder once joked about bringing me together with his grandson, but they just wanted us to get in touch more, and the prerequisite for marriage was whether we were willing. Who knew they would just go ahead and make me the wife of that bastard?"

"How can this be possible!"

With a slight sound, Duan Changzhu's flying sword was chopped away, and Yi Ming's flying sword floated in the void, like a mainstay. Wan Qingying's flying sword was like a whip and satin, winding and twisting, and it kept spinning around Yi Ming's flying sword. The two swords complemented each other, and their momentum was unparalleled, not inferior to Duan Changzhu's.

"You should go and tell him in person." As Duan Changzhu finished speaking, his body suddenly rose three feet in height. He pointed the sword in his hand, and the flying sword that had just been knocked away suddenly returned to his hand.

Yi Ming and Wan Qingying looked at each other, and there was an unspeakable tacit understanding between them.

Wan Qingying continued, "Although it was just a joke back then, my father did say it after all, so it's hard to go back on his word. Before, Gong Qingfeng's aptitude was too poor and he hadn't even reached the late stage of Qi Refining, so my father kept dragging it out. Unexpectedly, half a year ago, that bastard's mother found a Heart Origin Flower from somewhere and refined it into a pill for him to take, which allowed him to break through the shackles in one fell swoop and even advance to the eighth level of Qi Refining, so he brought up the matter again."

Yi Ming raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "It seems that bastard is not that good."

"Elder Duan, I will not go back. Please tell Uncle Gong to find another Taoist partner for Gong Qingfeng." Wan Qingying turned to Duan Changzhu and said calmly.

Wan Qingying shouted loudly, extremely angry, and drew her sword to help Yi Ming.

Nothing is more unpredictable than this.

However, now Gong Qingfeng has reached the eighth level of Qi Refining because of the Heart Source Flower. No matter how he reached the eighth level of Qi Refining, judging from his cultivation level alone, he is worthy of Wan Qingying, so they immediately asked the two to get married.

Duan Changzhu was suspended in the air, his sword energy was getting stronger and stronger, more and more fierce, the sword rays emitted from the flying sword were so sharp that it hurt Yi Ming's eyes.

Because he was not so wronged, because the name of this Elder Duan was Duan Changzhu.

Even with his help, Duan Changzhu would definitely not be able to defeat the two of them and would have to return empty-handed.

Yi Ming suddenly realized and finally remembered why the name Wan Qingying sounded familiar to him. The beautiful middle-aged woman he met in Luoyunshi Gorge half a year ago once mentioned the name "Qingying" to herself.

It is possible to help a playboy advance to the late stage of Qi Refining, but it is too difficult to help him advance to the Condensation Stage...

"I see." Yi Ming nodded, fully understanding Wan Qingying's choice.

Duan Changzhu's face looked ugly, his eyes glared, and two sword energies shot towards Yi Ming, "How can you comment on Qingfeng?" Duan Changzhu's flying sword itself could not do anything to Yi Ming, let alone these two swords. With a powerful attack, the "Ming Sword Heart Sutra" was activated, and the two swords were deflected and shot into the ground beside him.

But Yi Ming sighed in his heart at this time. He was not as angry as Wan Qingying and Elder Duan thought.

When Duan Changzhu just showed up, Yi Ming found that he looked similar to the people from the Duan family whom he had killed. Then when he heard that his surname was Duan and that he was from the Duyuan Sect, it was certain.

I didn't expect that even though I fled alone to avoid him that day, we would meet by chance and have to fight for life and death.

What if it takes another two years and Wan Qingying advances to the Condensation Stage? By that time, Gong Qingfeng will have no hope at all.

Duan Changzhu was just looking for trouble, just like those disciples of the Erxian Sect. If he was alone, he really couldn't beat him or them, and might even be captured.

Duan Changzhu from the Duan family in Linluo City.

Duan Changzhu certainly wouldn't think so. He was older than Yi Ming and Wan Qingying combined, and he was a Nascent Soul cultivator who could fly. If he couldn't defeat two late Qi Refining cultivators, wouldn't he be living a useless life at his age?

In that case, let’s put an end to it.

"disease!"

With a loud shout, a bright golden sword light cut through the sky and pierced Yi Ming.

Yi Ming looked solemn. This was his first time facing a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage. The sword fingers in his hand kept changing, and the flying sword was shaking constantly. The light and dark colors kept changing, sometimes bright like the sun, sometimes dark like the abyss. In the blink of an eye, it changed eighteen times, triggering thirty-six sword shadows, which flew towards Duan Changzhu's flying sword.

Thanks to the Taoist friends Yi Niu Orca and Zhi灬老虎 for their support!!

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