Qin Wuyou watched Lin Qingxue pour everything she had into that sword strike, a trace of mockery and scorn in his eyes.
An attack of this caliber could not harm him in the slightest, even if he did nothing to resist!
After all, his physical body had already reached the Emperor-to-be level. It was currently his greatest strength!
Never mind Lin Qingxue's sword strike-even an all-out attack from the Second Elder of the Primordial Divine Mountain might not shake him in the slightest!
As the sword strike approached, Qin Wuyou still showed no intention of making a move.
The sight sent Lin Qingxue into wild delight.
She thought her strike was simply too fast and too powerful, so fast that the young man facing her had no chance to fight back!
Die! Die! All of you, die! You want to steal what's mine? Then go to hell!
Lin Qingxue was ecstatic, roaring madly in the depths of her heart!
The moment the sword light completely engulfed the young man before her, Lin Qingxue seemed to glimpse a familiar young face!
It was Qin Wuyou!
Even she did not know why. The young man before her clearly had nothing to do with Qin Wuyou, yet she always felt she could see Qin Wuyou's shadow in him!
That was precisely why this young man made her all the more uneasy!
Now that she saw him about to die beneath her sword, Lin Qingxue finally breathed a sigh of relief. With a crazed sneer, she said, "Whether you're Qin Wuyou or not, today is your last day! Only when you're dead can I rest easy! Only when you're dead will you stop trying to steal my master! Everything I worked so hard to obtain must never be snatched away by you!"
At that