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"Boom."

Lin Yue's crazy fist force smashed into Lee Jiao's fist, suddenly there was the sound of bones shattering, Lee Jiao screamed and flew back, with a loud bang, he smashed the gigantic stone tablet into pieces!

Lin Yue staggered out of the tomb, and walked step by step towards Lee Jiao. Deep within his eyes, flowed a dark energy, as if he was from the primordial chaos, staring coldly at the terrified Lee Jiao like the eyes of a primordial beast.

"Little trash, even if I die, I will make you wish you were dead!"

Lee Jiao suddenly laughed sinisterly, he suddenly crawled up from the ground and rushed towards the grave where Zheng Wan was buried. From his sleeves, a slender black sword slipped out, and he raised it up high, wanting to stab towards the coffin that was hiding Zheng Wan.

However, he had run two steps forward, when suddenly, a majestic power appeared beside him, causing the surrounding space to distort instantly. Lee Jiao's entire body was nailed to the ground, no matter how he used his Genuine Essence, he was unable to struggle free from the suppression!

"This move is the highest skill of the Thunder Fist, I call it Absolute Thunder. After the Absolute Sound, there will be no more lightning!"

Lin Yue's voice came from behind him from afar, and following that, the suppressing force around Lee Jiao's body became greater and greater, until it was as if a hundred thousand mountains were suppressing it!

"NO!" No! Damn you! I am a dignified Netherworld Sect Elder! How could I be killed by a little trash like you! You can't kill me! "You can't kill me!"

Lee Jiao's face surged with strong fear, as he miserably screamed out, and very quickly, a ball of flames started to burn from between his brows!

"Boom!"

Finally, Lee Jiao paid the price to incinerate the Martial Soul, transforming into a green sword qi, rushing towards the direction of the Sky Cloud Martial School!

"BOOM!"

Lin Yue staggered and fell to the ground, blood continuously spitting out of his mouth, his face filled with a thick gloomy Qi.

He was severely injured by Lee Jiao first, and that last punch had exhausted all of his Genuine Essence. The current him was practically half dead.

His burst of Thunder Fist Force, and finally the fist intent super strong fist, was the highest level of the Thunder Fist Art.

The sound of thunder!

After the thunderous roar, there was no more thunder!

In other words, the highest realm of Thunder Fist could only be used once in a lifetime, and after one use, the cultivator would be immune to the Thunder Fist, and could not use it anymore, or else their body would explode and die!

"Zheng Wan!"

Lin Yue cried out, endured his extreme exhaustion, and crazily rushed towards the grave, using his two hands to desperately dig.

"Wait for me, I'll save you right now! "Don't be afraid, it's all right, it's all right!" He shouted like a madman. The loess churned, and a pool of blood seeped into the soil. His hands had been grinded to a bloody pulp.

However, he did not care at all. He was just desperately digging.

Finally, the coffin was revealed from beneath the layer of soil. Zheng Wan, who was inside, peacefully slept like a child as she opened the coffin.

Lin Yue stretched out his finger with much difficulty to check Zheng Wan's breath.

After which, he slumped down and stood there in a daze.

Zheng Wan no longer had a breath, she was already dead.

A gust of wind blew past, shaking Lin Yue's tattered clothes chaotically. The blood on his body was still flowing, but he had already become foolish.

All the light in his eyes disappeared. He sat blankly next to the coffin, staring at an unknown place. After staring for a long time, he suddenly let out a heart-wrenching howl and hugged his head as he cried.

"It's all my fault! It's all my fault! You don't deserve to die! I'm the one who killed you! "I'm the one who killed you!"

"If I had agreed earlier, perhaps the outcome would have been different. I would have taken you out of that cabin and not left you alone."

"I hate it! I hate myself so much, why should I refuse! Why should I miss it! You and I are fated to be together, and we are fated to be together! "

Lin Yue muttered guiltily. His heart ached so much that he could not breathe, and his entire body couldn't help but curl up.

"Zheng Wan, I'm late, I'll answer you, I like you, I like you, I like you, if you can live again, I'll listen to you, you want my blood, I'll give you a basin full of spirit grass, if you want spirit grass, even if I want to go up the mountain of blades, I'll go down the sea of flames to find it for you, whatever you want, I'll give it to you, I beg you, please live, don't die, live, don't die …"

Inside the coffin, the motionless Zheng Wan suddenly opened one eye, and secretly looked at the crying Lin Yue, seeing that he was sincere and had tears on his face, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, feeling satisfied in his heart.

"I'm late …" "Don't die..."

Lin Yue was still immersed in incomparable pain and regret, as he repeatedly spoke his true feelings in a low voice.

Suddenly, a small hand came over and handed him a handkerchief. Lin Yue casually received it and wiped his tears.

As he wiped the blood off his face, Lin Yue was suddenly stunned.

He suddenly looked up and saw a familiar face smiling at him, happily watching him cry.

"I'm crying, why aren't you crying anymore …" "I like to hear you speak the truth …" Zheng Wan signalled for you to continue, she even felt that Lin Yue's tears were not sad enough.

"You … not dead yet? "Lin Yue couldn't react for a moment.

Zheng Wan blinked her eyes, and then spun in a circle on the spot, and said: "As you can see, she's as lively and lively as a beautiful young lady."

Lin Yue's expression slowly changed: "Are you deliberately holding your breath?"

Seeing that the situation wasn't right, Zheng Wan immediately retracted the complacent smile on her face, and said: "That's not it, I was angered by that old man. "I'm not holding my breath."

No matter how slow Lin Yue's reaction was, she woke up at this time, and knew that Zheng Wan had intentionally closed her breath and faked her death to test him the moment she opened the coffin.

He felt very angry... It was also very embarrassing.

A man was crying his eyes out in front of her. His nose was full of snot and tears. If this news were to spread out, he would definitely become a laughingstock.

"Zheng Wan, you liar! I... "I'm leaving!" Lin Yue stood up and turned to leave.

"Hey, Lin Yue, don't be angry, I was wrong, okay …" Zheng Wan chased after him nervously.

Suddenly, Lin Yue who was walking in front, swayed and fell to the ground. Zheng Wan was startled and immediately rushed forward to support him.

The current Lin Yue had an even more obvious dark and gloomy expression on his face. His entire body couldn't help but tremble, and his serious injuries were unable to be suppressed any longer.

"Lin Yue! What's wrong with you!? "Don't scare me, huh?" This time, it is Zheng Wan's turn to worry, she took his pulse for Lin Yue, and his face immediately became gloomy.

Lin Yue's wound, on his tendons, was the thunderous roar that exploded out just now. Its might was simply too great, directly injuring his own tendons.

"Don't be afraid, I can cure you!" Zheng Wan consoled Lin Yue as she carried him on his back and quickly rushed back to his own residence.

Broken stone tablets were scattered all over the place. Every part of the tomb was filled with corpses that had been dug out. It was miserable and desolate, and no one cared about them anymore. There were only drifting clouds in the forest lingering around this place all year round.

Deep within the Netherworld Sect, inside a mysterious cave, the surrounding area was dark and gloomy, the pitch-black forest gave off an extremely terrifying feeling, as if it wasn't owned by the mortal world.

A stream of Sword Qi flew over from the back of the mountain and arrived in front of the cave. After shaking for a moment, a grey figure fell down from the cave, it was none other than Lee Jiao who was about to be killed by Lin Yue, who had ignited his Divine Mansion.

Lee Jiao's face was as pale as paper. In a short period of time, all of his hair had turned snow-white, and the skin on his body had aged even more.