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It was precisely because of this that Qu Ming was so timid and cowardly, even to the point of fighting, he was extremely obedient. This didn't suit Qu Ming's style at all.

Lin Qing stood with her hands behind her back. She carried a peerless demeanor as she said in a faint voice, "There are things that can and cannot be done. There are some things that I will do even without the request of others. There are some things that I absolutely cannot do."

"So you're saying, Helmsman Lin really isn't thinking about it anymore?" Qu Ming said with a dark expression and a cold voice.

Lin Qing didn't say anything, he only raised his sword in the air, as the meaning behind his words was obvious to all.

"Good, good, good. Since that's the case, let's see if Helmsman Lin can protect Lin Susu." Qu Ming sneered and did not say anything else. He pointed the sword in his hand at Lin Qing with a hint of coldness.

Without another word, Qu Ming didn't waste another word. The sword in his hand brazenly slashed out. The sword light was sharp, the brilliance instantly vanishing, bringing with it a faint and indiscernible feeling.

The moment the sword appeared, the surroundings lit up with a burst of light. It was truly stunning and extraordinary.

Lin Qing's expression was slightly grim as he swung his sword at Feng Bao, the sound of tiger roars and thunderous roars were faintly discernable as the wind howled.

The speed of the sword was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, it collided with one another, and in the air, there was a clanging sound. Sparks splashed out, and it fell down.

After a single sword attack, Lin Qing and Qu Ming both took a step back.

The black smoke shrouded Qu Ming's body, making him look like an evil spirit protecting his body, giving him a sinister and terrifying appearance.

At this moment, Lin Qing's clothes were fluttering in the wind as three streams of green smoke curled up above her head, faintly giving off the aura of an immortal.

Lin Qing was cultivating the way of the mysterious. It was a secret scripture of the way of immortality. Her figure was naturally covered in a dense cloud of immortal qi, making her look extremely noble and pure.

After Qu Ming landed on the ground, he let out a soft snort and slashed out the sword in his hand again. This time, it was different from the previous time, the sword light was sharp, as if it was the work of a god. This time, the sword was pitch black, as if it was infected by an evil poison.

Looking at all of this, Lin Qing's face was solemn. She knew that this was the external appearance of Qu Ming's demonic path, and it contained a special kind of profoundness. Once he fell into it, he would most likely die.

With a light shout, Lin Qing faced the treasured phoenix sword and its brilliance was extinguished. There was a faint glow that seemed to be secretly produced, carrying with it a somewhat different sort of charm.

Lin Qing rose up with his sword in hand. His sword moved like a dragon, while his body moved with his sword. It was as though he was a celestial being flying through the heavens. A single sword to the west, Zhan Chen was extraordinary.

The attributes of the two swords were completely different. One was black and the other was green. They clashed in the air for a brief moment and then burst out.

This time, the two swords clashed, and instead of emitting the clanging sounds of swords, it instead produced a "wuwu" sound that was low like that of evil spirits. The voice was hoarse and exceptionally ear-piercing like a midnight snack.

Lin Qing and Qu Ming were both in mid-air, staring at each other as their eyes radiated a cold light.

Suddenly, Qu Ming laughed coldly. His eyes revealed traces of ridicule.

Seeing this, Lin Qing's heart sank. Before she could react, her heart was already on guard.

As the two swords clashed, black smoke arose and an illusory image of a ghost flew out, following the trajectory of the sword. In the blink of an eye, it had already reached Lin Qing.

Startled, Lin Qing prepared to abandon her sword and leave, but it was already too late.

The illusory image of the evil ghost only lasted for an instant before entering Lin Qing's body, holding onto the hilt of her sword.

As soon as the evil ghost entered her body, Lin Qing felt a chill run down her spine. The sword in her hand also seemed to have lost all feeling.

Lin Qing only felt that in his mind, evil spirits were rampaging about, devils and demons were dancing chaotically as they emitted wuwu sounds. The sounds were extremely sorrowful, as if they were suffering an unparalleled torment.

One after another, demonic phantoms appeared in Lin Qing's mind, carrying a sense of terror and reverence. Lin Qing's heart sank as she subconsciously lowered her head.

Lin Qing thought to herself, "Not good." She hurriedly bit the tip of her tongue. A sharp pain emanated from the tip of her tongue, causing Lin Qing's mind to clear up.

Right at this moment, Qu Ming also struck out with his palm. Wind whistled, bringing with it a rumbling sound. Breaking a rock into jade, it probably wouldn't be a problem.

Lin Qing's heart chilled. At this point, all she could do was take a light breath and quickly place both of her arms in front of her chest.

With a 'bang,' Lin Qing felt a sharp pain from her arm. At the same time, a boundless force entered her body. Lin Qing's body could not withstand the force and was sent flying backwards.

Seeing that she was about to fall to the ground, Lin Qing seemed to have just woken up. She twisted her body in mid-air before landing on the ground. She staggered back a few steps before regaining her balance.

At this moment, Lin Qing's countenance was as pale as a corpse. It was as though she was suffering from a severe illness, as evil spirits surrounded her, ready to devour her soul at any moment.

After sending Lin Qing flying with a palm strike, Qu Ming didn't take the opportunity to attack. Instead, he turned to look at Lin Qing with a mocking gaze. The look in his eyes was clear to see.

Qu Ming's arrogance had also given Lin Qing a chance to catch her breath. Lin Qing took a deep breath, and wisps of green smoke rose from Lin Qing's head, carrying a dense air.

All of a sudden, a fight broke out within Lin Qing's body. A blood-curdling scream rang out, and a stream of black smoke was expelled from Lin Qing's body.

After the black smoke was expelled, Lin Qing's pale face seemed to have recovered a lot, but it also seemed to have recovered a bit.

After expelling the evil ghost image, Lin Qing also seemed to slightly heave a sigh of relief.

Qu Ming, who was standing not far away, couldn't help but reveal a surprised expression when he saw this scene. He didn't expect that Lin Qing would expel the chilling cold that she had sent into his body so quickly. This had exceeded his expectations.

However, Qu Ming was merely surprised. In the exchange just now, he had indeed felt Lin Qing's strength increase. However, compared to him, she was still far from being as strong as he was. There wasn't much to talk about.

"Helmsman Lin is strong, although not bad, but he is still weaker than me. To protect Lin Susu, why must you do this?" Qu Ming said coldly.

"Fellow Daoist Qu, there is no need to say anymore. Since I have already made up my mind, I am not someone who can be moved by your words. It is useless to say anything more, so there is no need to waste your breath." Although Lin Qing's face was still pale, it was pretty much recovered.

"Hades is no good, let's see how long you can last." Hearing Lin Qing's words, Qu Ming's heart was filled with anger. He was also extremely angry at Lin Qing's personality.

After Qu Ming finished speaking, he jumped into the air. Black smoke curled up from his body as a ghostly image of an evil ghost surrounded his body. It looked very strange.

Once the sword was sent out, a sword light would naturally follow it. The sword light was as gloomy as ink, revealing a somewhat low and deep intent.

As Qu Ming approached her, Lin Qing's complexion slightly changed. At this point, she could only face him head-on. It was impossible for her to retreat, so she curled up in front of him.

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