Chapter 1397 Clear Tears

At this moment, Wei Yuan, the son of the pavilion master of Yaodi Pavilion, whose face is more swollen, is restraining Lingxue, so that she cannot move.

Even if Qi Tian thought about it with his toes, he knew that this matter had nothing to do with him!

If it weren't for this Wei Yuan, the so-called corpse gods would not have focused their attention on him at all.

What is right and what is wrong, Qi Tian can see clearly!

Because the truth is seen clearly, the heart is even more tyrannical!

"Little Junior Brother, don't... It's not worth being for Senior Sister!"

"You...you are only a middle-level semi-sage, and he...he is already a top semi-sage, not worth it... Senior Sister is not worth what you do!"

Two lines of clear tears streamed down Lingxue's face, and her eyes became more and more earnest...

Qi Tian gritted his teeth, looking at the appearance of his senior sister, he was naturally unhappy!

These bastards! All should have been wiped out!

Senior Sister Lingxue suffered this disaster because of him!

"For Senior Sister, I am willing to fight against the world!"

Qi Tian looked at the clear tears on Lingxue's face under the black veil, and his eyes became sharper and sharper...

"Little Junior Brother..."

Lingxue bit her red lips tightly, and spit to herself, this little bastard is already at this time, and he didn't forget to take advantage of it!

This is so ambiguous.

"Don't talk about love!"

"Qi Tian! This is what you said, willing to fight with me alone!"

"Have you all heard?"

"Whoever helps, is the bastard!"

"This is a life-and-death battle! It's a life-and-death battle between me and Qi Tian! No one can help you!"

As Linghu Jian spoke, he hurriedly came to the high platform in the middle, posing as if he was about to fight, as if he was afraid that Qi Tian would go back on his words.

"Little Junior Brother..."

Gai Kun and Gucci opened their mouths, with worried expressions on their faces.

For them, Lingxue needs to be saved, but Qi Tian, ​​the little junior brother, can't have any loss!

"Two senior brothers, don't worry, I'll be fine! Damn it, it's them!"

Qi Tian clenched his fists, the corners of his mouth rose silently, and in his pupils, the killing intent was strong!

The duel begins!

On the high platform, Qi Tian and Linghu Sword faced each other!

A mid-level semi-sacred, a supreme semi-sacred!

...

"Hey... This Qi Tian is really stupid! He was supposed to win, but he didn't expect... to go head-to-head with Linghu Jian for a woman!"

"The key is that the level difference should not be too much! Qi Tian is only a mid-level semi-sanctified realm, and that Linghu sword is already a top semi-sanctified realm! The difference is a full two levels!"

"Who said no! This is the head iron!"

"It's romantic to die as a ghost with peony flowers...probably...that's it!"

"Is it worth it for a woman?"

"Maybe it's true love, I admire this kind of man who works hard for love and doesn't care about himself!"

"Huh... this kind of... is stronger!"

...

The shouts came, everyone's eyes focused on this, and they began to make their own remarks.

No one would think how a mid-level semi-sage could counterattack and kill a top semi-sage.

The gap between the two... is like a gulf that cannot be bridged at all!

Under such a gap, everything will be in vain!

The market is open again...

"Qitian wins one-on-one, one loses one hundred!"

"Linghu Sword singled out a holy rank, 1.01 times..."

...

Linghujian held a long sword in his hand, and there was excitement on his face.

The long sword in his hand is a three-star holy sword, two levels higher than the seven-star keel sword in Qi Tian's hand.