Shocking Venomous Consort: Frivolous Miss



"Ling Ziyun, you didn't expect this, did you? I'm at the peak of the Emperor level, do you think you have the chance to take me down with you?" Chai ke Zhou laughed out wildly.

"Chai ke Zhou, you're despicable!" Ling Ziyun's hand that was holding his sword was trembling.

Not everyone had the ability to overcome an opponent of a higher cultivation level. For a cultivator like Ling Ziyun, if he was one level lower, he might still have a chance to fight to the death. However, the gap of two levels was simply an insurmountable natural chasm.

"Ling Ziyun, make your move. Let me see how you're going to take me down with you." Chai ke Zhou looked at Ling Zi Yun with disdain.

"You, you, I ..." Ling Zi Yun's face was filled with shame and anger. However, in the face of Chai ke Zhou's absolute strength, the sword in his hand was unable to thrust forward.

"What, you don't dare to make a move? Where's the courage you had when you made a battle agreement with me?" Chai ke Zhou sneered.

"Chai ke Zhou, I'm going to kill you!" Ling Ziyun finally mustered up his courage, gritted his teeth, and attacked.

"You're looking for death!" Chai ke Zhou let out a furious roar, and with lightning speed, he pulled out his longsword and slashed at Ling Zi qu.

"Boom boom boom!" Within that sword light, a thunderous sound actually rang out, making people's eardrums hurt.

The sword light that carried the might of a Thunderbolt instantly shattered Ling Ziyun's sword light into nothingness. Then, it came slashing down towards his head with an unstoppable force.

"Ah ... Help!" Ling Ziyun was scared out of his wits, and he let out a blood-curdling scream of despair.

A disdainful sneer appeared on Chai ke Zhou's face, and with a twist of his wrist, his longsword stopped right in front of Ling Zi Yun, less than half an inch away from the bridge of his nose. The fine hairs on his face trembled under the cold wind from the sword.

Clang! Clang! The longsword in Ling Ziyun's hand fell to the ground, his entire body trembling like a sieve of rice, and his face was completely drained of blood.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!" Ling Ziyun's legs gave way, and he fell to the ground, his tears uncontrollably flowing out.

The surroundings were deathly silent. Everything had happened too quickly. No one had expected that Ling Ziyun would actually be unable to even receive a single strike from his opponent, and even more so, they had not expected that he would be able to perform so badly.

What happened to the promise of facing death and fighting to the death? where did it all go? Everyone looked at Ling Ziyun with disdain, and the third elder's old face was as red as a purple eggplant, as ugly as it could be.

Ling MoYou and the others secretly sighed. What courage was there to be complimented? at the end of the day, this Ling Ziyun was just a man with a golden exterior but a rotten interior. He could still boast, but if he really fought, he would immediately reveal his true colors.

In truth, with his strength, if he had really made up his mind to take him down with him, even if Chai ke Zhou was two levels stronger than him, he would still have to pay a heavy price to defeat him, and it definitely wouldn't have been so easy. But in the face of the sword might, this fellow had been so frightened that he had lost all will to fight, and had even begged for mercy.

Useless, he was really too useless! At this moment, the third elder was not the only one who was embarrassed. All the members of the Ling clan were too ashamed to lift their heads.

"Ling Ziyun, didn't you think you were very impressive? you actually dared to make a bet with me. Why don't you dare to make a move?" Chai ke Zhou said sarcastically. Suddenly, his expression turned cold and he shouted,"pick up your sword and attack!"

"No, don't ..." Ling Ziyun shuddered. He sat on the ground and started to move back in horror.

He also knew that his performance would definitely make everyone feel ashamed of him, and his status in the Ling family would also plummet. However, he just couldn't muster up the slightest bit of courage.