She abruptly retreated.
Then she bent forward and shook her sleeve.
Pink mist spread from her body, instantly enveloping the surroundings, including Ye Qinghong.
Affected by the Great Yin-Yang Bliss Formula, his cool face flushed a faint pink, and intense struggle showed in his eyes.
Even the Azure Shadow Sword trembled slightly, seemingly sensing Fang Yang's feverish aura and longing to be gripped tightly by the Demon Venerable.
"Little sister, you're still far too inexperienced. How could someone like you possibly serve the Demon Venerable? Why not let me?"
As she spoke, she waved her hand again. Even denser pink mist swept from her sleeve, engulfing Ye Qinghong once more.
Ye Qinghong bit his lip hard.
His eyes filled with ever greater struggle and pain.
Then his glazed sword heart activated.
His eyes gradually grew indifferent and icy, as though covered in a layer of solid ice, and he prepared to unleash the most powerful strike of the God-Shocking Sword.
This strike possessed boundless power. He had yet to master it completely, but none of that mattered.
Today, he would kill this temptress.
Not because she had called him a slut.
As a swordsman devoted to the sword, he did not care about such words at all.
What he truly cared about was her claim that he could never be with his master.
His becoming his master's wife was already nailed firmly to the board. No one should even think of stopping him, or they would have to answer to the Azure Shadow Sword in his hand.
Sword light spread like rippling blue waves.
His eyes grew colder and colder, his face paler and paler.
Just as he was about to unleash his strike-
A broad hand gently took his, then abruptly pulled him into an embrace.
His back pressed