Overlord, Love Me Tender

Chapter 1985: In love with the older one?

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The only way to deal with Jing Yanyan is to start with Jing Guangjian.

Because of this, Ye Qingluo consumed the power of the artifact and broke Jing Guangjian.

Consuming the power of the artifact is equivalent to depleting Ye Qingluo's own profound strength.

Breaking the Jingguang sword consumed almost half of Ye Qingluo's strength.

In today's Ye Qingluo, the power of the artifact cannot last for too long.

If not a quick fix.

The pendant around her neck will forcibly suppress the power of her Xuanxinyu.

Once the power of Xuanxinyu is suppressed.

The power of the artifact will also decrease accordingly.

Before that, what she had to do was not only to deal with Jing Yanyan, but also the dark forces.

She must win this battle.

Otherwise, Xilan Continent will be destroyed.

Sanquanzong... will also be completely reduced to a party of traitors.

The Sanquan sect belongs to Ye Fengyu!

She promised that she would hand over Sanquanzong to Ye Fengyu's hands.

She must not destroy Sanquanzong.

Ye Qingluo's eyes flickered, and the powerful profound energy constantly lingered around his body.

Streams of air flow turned into a huge vortex.

It seems to be able to swallow everything in the world.

"Sect Master of Ten Scenes, take your ridiculous Jing Guangjian and go back to the Ten Scenes sect!"

Ye Qingluo scolded softly, and a thick and majestic profound energy spewed out from the flame-eating fan that unfolded immediately.

The profound energy turned into an arc of light in mid-air.

In an instant, the surrounding air seemed to be distorted.

A wave that overwhelmed the sound shook the world.

The entire Xilan Square was shaken by the earthquake.

This... This is the power of the artifact

This terrifying and majestic profound energy.

This kind of profound energy is enough to shock people's hearts.

Is it the power of the artifact

terrible…

Even across the barrier formed by the young and old of the Mu family.

They could all clearly feel the waves of air surging out one after another.

The armies of both sides in the entire square were stunned by the profound energy released by Ye Qingluo at this time.

Jing Yanyan was still half-kneeling on the ground, hearing Ye Qingluo's insolent scolding.

Her brows and eyes were sharp and she clenched her fists tightly, her heart was already full of hatred for Ye Qingluo.

However, the hatred in her eyes had just filled her eye sockets.

A strong profound force roared and slashed towards him.

Jing Yanyan's pupils tightened, and she wanted to back away.

But her reaction was too late.

"boom-"

The majestic profound energy descended.

The entire ground cracked into gravel, splashing all over the sky.

The smoke and dust billowed, and everything was filled with a bloodthirsty and icy atmosphere.

"Dead... dead?"

"Miss Ye, the head of the ten sceneries... is she dead?"

"I knew Miss Ye was the best! Long live Miss Ye! Long live Miss Ye!"

"..."

When the onlookers saw this, joyful expressions appeared on their faces.

As long as Ye Qingluo solves the head of the ten sceneries.

The dark forces have lost a right-hand man.

Ye Qingluo rejoined the army of the Royal Army.

The dark forces definitely have no room to fight back!

Just when everyone seemed to see the dawn of hope, Ye Qingluo narrowed her charming eyes and fixedly looked in the direction of the smoke and dust.

She frowned lightly, and her voice was frosted: "Ye Fengru? My good second brother, could it be that because of your love for Zi Qianqian, you fell in love with this... old one?"

Everyone was startled.

Immediately, his eyes widened, and he looked at the smoky land in disbelief.

The smoke gradually dissipated, and Jing Yanyan was seen lying on the ground covered in blood. The blood stained her plain robe red, and there was a river of blood under her body.

However, Jing Yanyan did not die.

Her face was ferocious, and her facial features were extremely distorted due to pain.

Standing in front of Jing Yanyan, the elegant man holding a long sword, with one hand behind his back, pointed the sword in the direction of Ye Qingluo with the other.

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[It's a bit late to come back~ I'm working hard to type~ I won't go out tomorrow, so I will type at home!]