Ye Wushang narrowed his eyes threateningly. He stared at Qi Ye, his expression was not as soft as his son, and his coldness was bone-bone.

As Qi Ye said, no one can take her away, and this sentence is the same for Ye Wushang. No one can take Qi Xue away from him!

Moreover, this person is Qi Xue’s son whom he loves with his life, and it is unforgivable!

Ye Wushang's aura became as cold as a blade. He had a strong murderous thought towards Qi Ye!

Qi Ye's eyes were cold and motionless.

Just be ruthless!

This is a battle between two men and women, trying their best to fight for their own women, without any way out!

The moment Ye Wushang's blade swung over, Qi Ye quickly retreated.

Two powerful men used their own sword to slash at each other hard.

There is no trace of the so-called father-son relationship!

The wind on the top of the mountain whizzed by, and the chill seemed to cut through the air. The dark clouds pressed down. It seemed that even the sky was shocked by the surge of murderous aura and became gloomy and uneasy.

The blade seemed to be about to cut the air, and the fist was swung toward the other party, thinking about cutting off the opponent's head and tearing the opponent's heart. The dark sin covered up the unknown affection.

The paradise was destroyed, the grape trellis was lifted up by a knife and threw it out, the fist was facing the fist, the blade flew through the chest, with bleeding beads, and passed by the god of death countless times.

Horror!

Blow out!

Qi Ye wiped off the blood from his lips and smiled. He was so beautiful that he was so beautiful that he was in his bones. The violent blood was boiling, and the sharp sword light slashed down fiercely.

He had lost his mind and was completely trapped in a demonic obstacle to killing the opponent. His sharp sword, his movements of ghosting were unable to see clearly, and he was powerless only to Emperor Ye.

Ye Wushang looked at the person opposite him. This was his son...

Putting aside the other side, his skills and momentum are indeed like him.

Ye Wushang's heart, which had not been excited for decades, was ignited because he met his opponent!

The murderous aura is full of blood!

Two men who were both black and had similar auras and heights fought each other, and their sharp and cold murderous aura filled the entire top of Qingcheng Mountain.

When Qi Ye's knife mounts Qi Ye's neck, Ye Wushang's fist fell on his heart.

Look at each other!

No matter who moves forward, the other party will die.

This is his son...

This is his father...

Everyone has the object they want to protect, and for the sake of their beloved woman, from the beginning, they were destined to have no way out!

Qi Ye's cold eyes stared at Ye Wushang, "Why don't you want to go down and accompany your mother?"

If Ye Weilan died, he would have followed her to hell and accompanied her long ago.

Ye Wushang loves Qi Xue so much, why doesn’t he accompany her?

Even if Qi Ye doesn't like Ye Wushang anymore, he doesn't bother to deny his strength and affection.

A truly powerful person never stings with praising his opponents.

Ye Wushang just looked at him, staring at him with a resentful and complicated look that Qi Ye could not understand.

"Without you, I'd gone down to accompany her long ago..." He said this sentence almost gritted his teeth.

Qi Ye held the knife's hand and tightened it. The sharp blade cut Ye Wushang's neck out of blood.

"Give it to me!" Qi Ye said coldly.

Ye Wushang hit his heart with a heavy fist, "Impossible!"
Chapter completed!