Martial Ruler

1Instead, she was worried about Qing Lei's situation. Those caring words were like a warm current that flowed into Qing Lei's heart, and in that instant, he thought of his father, his master, Qing Rou, and the little guy's shadow. Other than them, no one would be as protective of him as Jin was.    4

    

"If a man can't even protect his own woman, then there's no need for him to live any longer. Since I'm going to die, I'm willing to be drunk under a peony and turn into mud in the spring, always with you!"    

    

"Little bastard, do you think that I don't exist? "You are tired of messing with my woman in front of me!" The moment Tia Po came back to his senses, he heard Qing Lei flirting with his two beauties. How could he not be angry!    

    

Chong Yun couldn't help but feel jealous when she heard Qing Lei and Jin's warm words of love. Qing Lei smiled and said, "Your husband is going to fight the enemy, shouldn't you give him some encouragement? Forget it, I'll take advantage of you guys and give me a kiss each! "    

    

While speaking, Qing Lei pointed to his two cheeks and indicated for them to kiss. Yun'er graciously leaned over and kissed Qing Lei's left cheek, while Jin did not do anything. Just as Qing Lei was disappointed, a wave of warm red lips suddenly pressed against his right cheek.    

    

Qing Lei stuck out his tongue in satisfaction and licked the corner of his mouth. When he turned around, he saw Jin looking at him lovingly, looking exactly like a little woman who fell in love. Qing Lei felt his heart throb.    

    

"What? I'm flirting with my woman. Who cares about this old fart? Go and stay wherever it's cool!"    

    

"Little bastard, I, your father, will take your life!" Tia Po roared and attacked again with all his might. But this time, his speed was perfect, and he only managed to barely dodge Qing Lei's fist after he used his Double Butterfly Shadow. However, the strong wind still left a red mark on Qing Lei's face.    

    

Feeling the burning pain on his face, Qing Lei also started to look straight at the enemy in front of him. After all, he was an expert of the Fighting Cultivator level.    

    

It's a pity that you're not a woman, and the bottom is even harder. I advise you to kill yourself first, otherwise, I will ravage these two beauties to death right in front of you, causing you to feel so much pain that you'd wish you were dead.    

    

Tia Po was spouting nonsense again. Qing Lei did not have the time to be crazy with him, he pulled out the Seven-layer Sword on his back and pointed the sword at Tia Po's direction. Tia Po was also someone who knew what was good for it. With a single glance, he could tell that this sword was not ordinary, and he even had thoughts of seizing it for himself.    

    

Qing Lei moved his feet, the energy of the heavens gushed out from under his feet as a cold wind blew, causing the cloth to flutter. Qing Lei was becoming more and more familiar with the Double Butterfly Shadow, as illusions overlapped in the air, and even the sword images started to become illusionary.    

    

Facing such a weird opponent, Tia Po's fist may have already condensed battle qi, but there was no place for him to use it. This made him a little flustered, but after running around the edge of life and death for so long, his temperament far exceeded that of an ordinary person's. Very soon, he settled his heart and stared at the illusion in front of him.    

    

The apparition quickly arrived in front of Tia Po, Qing Lei's figure quickly appeared, and at the same time, Qing Lei raised his Seven-layer Sword high up and struck out towards the sky. Tia Po immediately blocked with his fist, but before he could do so, the figure in front of him suddenly disappeared, a strong gust of wind suddenly came from behind him.    

    

Tia Po thought that things were not good. He quickly turned around, and his body seemed to become a twisted female form as he moved behind him, both of his hands were as fast as the wind, firmly sticking to the two sides of the Seven-layer Sword's sword, his body also turning around. At this time, Qing Lei suddenly let go of both of his hands, allowing the Seven-layer Sword to land in Tia Po's hands.    

    

Tia Po said sarcastically as he saw Qing Lei throw away his sword, "What's wrong? Kid, are you so afraid that you can't even hold your sword? If you only have this much power, I suggest that you surrender as soon as possible! "    

    

Tia Po felt a tingling sensation on his arm. He was shocked and his mind went blank. His hands subconsciously drooped down as he thought to himself, "This sword, this sword is so heavy!"