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Lin Feng was terrified and felt an unprecedented breath of death surging into his heart. He looked at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him and felt the breath of fear for the first time.

You know, he was at the peak of the Divine Realm, and was even only one step away from ascending to the next realm. But in front of the man in front of him, he had no chance to compete at all.

Ye Wanqing looked at the person who came, her expression paused slightly, and a hint of inquiry flashed through her heart, but at this moment she was still unable to move, just looking at the man who suddenly appeared in front of her with vigilance.

After all, until now, she still couldn't see through him, or in other words, she never saw through him from the beginning to the end.

Zhou Muye was dressed in a dark outer robe, his deep eyes were like a cold pond, unlike his usual aloof and indifferent look, instead showing a sense of eccentricity and sharpness, his sinister eyes were filled with chill.

With just a slight clench of his right hand, Lin Feng, who was not far away, was imprisoned by the magic power until he was lifted into the air and could not move.

Lin Feng only felt a flash of thunder above his head, and feeling the power in the body of the person in front of him, he felt a chill from head to toe. There was fear in his eyes, and he squeezed out a word with trembling teeth.

"You...who are you?"

Zhou Muye ignored Lin Feng and just looked at Ye Wanqing who had been motionless for a long time. A touch of affection flashed in his eyes, until he saw a striking bloodstain on the corner of her eye, and the affection in his eyes instantly disappeared.

The bloodstains that were slowly oozing blood deeply stung Zhou Muye's eyes. A dark fire seemed to be burning in the depths of his eyes. The blood was boiling in his heart, and the murderous intent surged like an undercurrent.

"You hurt her?"

After he finished speaking, Zhou Muye's eyes suddenly turned cold, and magic power swirled up. In an instant, Lin Feng's expression revealed a painful struggle, and his whole body was squeezed into a ball by the powerful magic power. The wrinkles on his face piled up together, looking a bit terrifying.

Ye Wanqing was shocked. She didn't expect that after just a few days of not seeing Zhou Muye, his strength had reached this level. A strong man at the peak of the Divine Realm was like a fish in his hands and could be slaughtered by him.

And he hadn't even used his own magical weapon, but only used the most ordinary magic power.

So, if she has played all her cards, is it possible for her to defeat Zhou Muye?

Zhou Muye walked forward slowly, raised his fair and slender right hand slightly, and when he realized that she was imprisoned and unable to move by an unknown force, a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up silently.

His fingertips slowly approached Ye Wanqing's face, and she seemed to notice his action and tilted her head slightly, but Zhou Muye seemed to not care about her slightly distant behavior. He gently wiped the blood from the corner of her eye, and with a wave of his hand, the blood disappeared.

Ye Wanqing's expression was slightly stern. "What do you want to do?"

Zhou Muye remained unmoved when he noticed the alertness in Ye Wanqing's eyes. His dark eyes were filled with calmness, as if he had already gotten used to it.

"Wanwan, you misunderstood me. I didn't intend to do anything. As for how to deal with Lin Feng, it's up to you. Do you want to..."

Zhou Muye's right hand slid down from Ye Wanqing's cheek, gradually moving closer to behind her ear, gently lifting her scattered black hair. A morbid paranoia flashed across his eyes, and he glanced away in time before Ye Wanqing noticed.

"Should we let him perish?"

"Wait... wait a minute, Saint, I... I have something to say."

Noticing Zhou Muye's murderous look, Lin Feng endured the severe pain from the pressure and spoke intermittently through gritted teeth, "I... I might know your identity."

A cold light flashed in Ye Wanqing's eyes, and she narrowed them slightly, "What did you say?!"

Zhou Muye's eyes flickered slightly, and he glanced calmly at the bracelet on Ye Wanqing's wrist. Half of his exquisite heart was quietly emitting fluorescence at this moment. In just a moment, the glow disappeared. Zhou Muye glanced away and just waved his hand lightly.

In an instant, the power that had previously controlled Ye Wanqing disappeared, and Ningyu instantly turned into a sharp blade. With a flash of her body, the blade had already landed on Zhou Muye's heart.

Ye Wanqing's eyes were filled with anger. "You lecher."

Zhou Muye lowered his head slightly, looking into his heart. The corners of his lips gradually rose, and his expression towards Ye Wanqing was filled with affection. The affection flashed by, leaving only a hint of innocence.

"Wanwan, I saved you, so why are you calling me a pervert?"

Ye Wanqing narrowed her eyes slightly. If she hadn't taken into consideration that he had just saved her, the sharp blade in her hand might have pierced his heart.

She took a step back slightly, ignoring Zhou Muye's eyes full of emotion, and slowly came to Lin Feng. Ningyu had already turned into a long sword and pressed it against his neck, with a drop of blood oozing from the sword tip.

Ye Wanqing's expression was slightly cold as she stared down at him, "What do you know?"

Zhou Muye raised his right hand slightly, and Lin Feng immediately had a chance to breathe, but he was still alert. He had just clearly revealed his murderous intention towards Ye Wanqing, and the news he knew might be his last straw.

"You have to promise to let me go."

"Heh~ In this situation, what qualifications do you have to negotiate with me?"

Ningyu's sword tip penetrated an inch into the neck, and several drops of blood oozed out instantly.

Lin Feng glanced at Zhou Muye beside him calmly with a look of fear on his face.

"Wait, wait, wait, what do I have to say before you let me go? I didn't mean to kill you in the beginning. I admit that all this is my Lin family's fault. I was indeed impulsive and disrespectful to Lady Dragon Girl just now."

Ye Wanqing stared at Lin Feng's "earnest words" with a steady gaze, her expression unchanged, but Ningyu's sword slowly moved from her neck to her heart, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

"You begged for mercy not because you knew you were wrong, but because you were afraid, and..."

A series of images emerged in Ye Wanqing's mind, from the destruction of the entire temple, to the extinction of everyone on the Sky Continent, to Jiang Xu's death for the thousand-year-old Snow Mountain Ice Lotus.

In an instant, her eyes were replaced by a strange scarlet, and endless images solidified and appeared before her eyes.

"I'm not interested in what you have to say now."

In an instant, the only sound was the sound of the knife entering the flesh.

Lin Feng groaned and could only watch his vitality gradually disappear. All his spiritual cultivation was about to be destroyed but he could do nothing.

At this moment, a low chuckle was heard, and for Lin Feng, it was like a demon piercing his heart.

"Wanwan, this isn't enough to treat an enemy who intends to kill you."

As soon as he finished speaking, an extreme magical power passed through Lin Feng's body, and in an instant, the powerful God-level warrior fell.

Ye Wanqing glanced at Zhou Muye calmly, only to meet a pair of phoenix eyes filled with tenderness and love, whereas before, those eyes were filled with depth and coldness. She frowned slightly.

She never knew that Zhou Muye actually had such feelings for her.

Ye Wanqing's expression shifted slightly as she sensed a presence in the darkness. A cold voice rang out, "Nothing, come out."