Supreme of the Heavenly Realm

"Alright, those were your words!"

Having said this, Ye Xuan was no longer polite. His idle left hand suddenly shot out, with a fierce palm wind hammering towards Ling Qianxue’s fragrant shoulder; after all, it wasn’t appropriate to strike elsewhere to avoid seriously injuring her.

Boom!

Ling Qianxue was no dummy; as soon as Ye Xuan made his move, her left hand counterattacked with a punch. Their fists and palms collided, creating an astonishingly loud thud in the air.

Ye Xuan’s right hand suddenly exerted force, and the Demon Suppression Seal, which was tightly clasped by both, was suddenly cast into the air, freeing Ye Xuan’s right hand. His palms flowed like clouds and water as they struck towards Ling Qianxue.

Clang!

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Without another word, Ling Qianxue’s treasured sword burst from its sheath at her waist, its sharp sword light, cold and unfeeling, twisting through the air to stab at Ye Xuan, not sparing any sentimentality.

Seeing the sword light slicing through the air, Ye Xuan’s expression changed. He shifted his palm trajectory, immediately bringing his hands together to clamp down on the stabbing sword light. The exceptionally icy tip of the sword pointed straight at Ye Xuan’s nose, seemingly just a hair’s breadth away.

At that moment, the Demon Suppressing Gold Seal, which had been tossed into midair, also descended from the sky. Ye Xuan’s foot stomped down and his body soared into the air, reaching for the shining Gold Seal.

Seeing this, Ling Qianxue’s pretty face suddenly changed color. Of course, she wouldn’t let Ye Xuan succeed. As he leaped into the air, her body rising, she suddenly caught his heel, pulling Ye Xuan down with force.