Chapter 522

Ling Chuxi wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to step out again, but he didn't expect that the ghost power under the fury was so terrible. Under the pressure of the real yuan Qi, his feet were as heavy as lead. Escape is unable to escape, Ling Chuxi can only clench his teeth and stab out again.

However, in the shadow of the strong spirit of real yuan, her figure is so weak, so small, as helpless as a boat in the wind and rain. This is the strength gap! The contrast between the strong and the weak is so obvious and helpless.

Life and death, only between a sword.

Ling Yichen suddenly turned around and moved under his feet. His figure flashed like a phantom. When he appeared again, he had already blocked Ling Chuxi's body.

His figure, is still so tall and straight, his look, is still so indifferent, but his eyes, is unprecedented perseverance.

"Yichen!" Ling Chuxi exclaimed. She knew that with Ling Yichen's strength, even if she understood the broad and boundless artistic conception, she still could not resist the sword of ghost shadow. This is not only a matter of artistic conception, but also an insurmountable gap in strength.

Ling Yichen did not look back, the corner of the mouth emerged a faint smile, that smile, including gratification, including nostalgia, but more, it is determined to go ahead.

Facing the powerful sword of ghost shadow, Ling Yichen did not evade or dodge, but calmly raised his sword and pointed to the heart of ghost shadow. There is no skill in this sword, but only a determination to die.

Looking at his firm back, Ling Chuxi suddenly understood what he wanted to do. He wanted to die with the ghost, or hurt the ghost at the cost of life, so as to fight for a chance of life for himself.

Heart, can not restrain the gush of a sour, eyes, seems to feel bursts of moist.

"Go Ling Yichen drinks and rushes to meet the long sword cut by the other party. The sword in his hand still points to the other party's heart, without a trace of shaking.

What Ling Yichen has done is undoubtedly the best choice and the only choice. Faced with the strength of several ghost figures, they even have no chance to escape. If one person can be saved by sacrificing another, it is the best result. In fact, what Ling Chuxi has just done is to seek a chance of life for Ling Yichen.

But now, when Ling Yichen is standing in front of her regardless of her life, how can Ling Chuxi escape alone?

Ling Chuxi stepped forward without hesitation, and Ling Yichen attacked the ghost side by side. Even if it's death, he has to pay a heavy price.

"Go Ling Yichen drank again, and his heart trembled fiercely.

Once, he thought that as long as he could accompany her, he would have nothing to ask for. Once, he thought that even if he died with her, it was the happiest thing in life.

But when this moment really came, he knew that the heart was so painful, he knew that only let her live, let her live happily, is his greatest happiness and happiness.

The rest of the light from the corner of his eyes saw the determination in Ling Chuxi's eyes, and Ling Yichen's heart was as painful as a knife.

Sword light, the shadow of the two people layer by layer, this is the strength of Zhenyuan realm to break out! Even if Ling Chuxi has the strength of a great and perfect realm, even if he has the formula of turning clouds, the spiral fighting spirit, and the needle like fighting spirit originated from the secret legend of the golden danzong, even if Ling Yichen has already understood the artistic conception of vast ocean and sky, he is still so powerless in front of this absolute strength.

Death, is so close, has never been close.

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