My Wife is A Sword God

“I heard this once before when we were in the dungeon.” Wang Yi said expressionlessly.

There was anger surging in Cang Feilan’s light blue eyes. She took out the dagger from her waist and planned to kill the opponent with her hands, but a black shadow flashed towards her.

She did not dare to neglect, and crossed her daggers in front of her to protect Qin Feng behind her.

The shadow arrived as expected, accompanied by a roar, and unexpectedly sent Cang Feilan flying!

Qin Feng looked into the air. The person who took action was very similar to the one who stopped Si Zheng in the dungeon. He was also like a walking corpse, with astonishing strength.

“Puppetry Corpse Path?!” Qin Feng’s face turned grim.

At that moment, he sensed a hint of danger and took a step back. 

But his right hand was grabbed at this moment.

Unbeknownst to him, Wang Yi had already arrived in front of him.

Qin Feng frowned, possessing such ghostly speed, which could only be achieved by a martial artist at the fifth level of Divine Movement. But not long ago, the opponent was clearly only at the peak of the sixth level!

Of course, at this moment, worrying about the rapid advancement of the opponent’s strength was meaningless.

Because his situation was extremely perilous. If a seventh-grade scholar is approached by a fifth-grade martial artist, the result is self-evident!

Seeing this, Cang Feilan tried to break free from the puppet and come to Qin Feng’s aid.

However, this puppet’s strength was even stronger than the one in the dungeon. Judging by the situation, it might have already reached the level of a Rank Six Calamity Cycle.

Despite Cang Feilan’s astonishing hidden strength, escaping in a short time seemed unrealistic.

Wang Yi didn’t directly strike; instead, he calmly removed the white glove from Qin Feng’s right hand. “The power of the White Thunder Formation is amazing, but it allows no room for carelessness.”

He turned over the glove, raising an eyebrow. “Indeed, the formation is engraved inside the white glove. Just now, the Qi surging on the glove wasn’t pure white but a faint purple Qi.”

“If my speculation is correct, you should have already entered the Rank Seven Righteous Qi Realm, and you achieved this by observing the Thunder Visualization Chart.”

“Outside the Grand Literature Academy in Imperial City, there’s unexpectedly a Literary Saint, possessing such high talent. It truly caught me off guard.”

“In what realm are you now?”

Facing the question, Qin Feng naturally didn’t answer. He wanted to touch the Sword Dao Alliance token in his chest pocket and activate the Sword Emperor’s sword intent to kill his opponent.

However, in front of a Rank Five Warrior, such subtle movements were impossible to conceal!

“Even if you don’t tell me, I can guess that you certainly haven’t reached the sixth-grade Fate Divination realm.”

“When a practitioner of the Literature Saint Dao Lineage is at a low level, although their combat power may be inadequate, their means of self-preservation are numerous.”

“Especially when reaching the sixth-grade realm, not to mention the level of divination techniques, the ability to seek fortune and avoid disaster is enviable.”

“If you were in the Fate Divination realm, you wouldn’t have come here to stir up trouble.”

Wang Yi looked at Qin Feng and said indifferently, “I don’t really want to kill you. My lord values talent a lot. With your rare Thunderous Righteous Qi entering the seventh-grade, your future is also considered limitless.”

“As far as I know, for practitioners of the Literature Saint Dao Lineage to enter the sixth-grade Fate Divination realm, they need to attract their own fate star.”

“And fate stars are also divided into high and low grades. If you can get in touch with influential figures, the probability of attracting high-grade fate stars will greatly increase.”

“My lord holds a high position and is a great person. You might want to consider it.”

Qin Feng remained unmoved and coldly stared at him.

Wang Yi sneered, “What a pity. I was thinking of watching the expression of hope turning into despair after you had a chance.”

It turns out that his words just now were just mockery!

Lifting his left hand, he pointed his index finger at Qin Feng’s forehead. At such a close distance, as long as this blow landed, Qin Feng would undoubtedly die.

On the other side, Cang Feilan, seeing this scene, widened her pale blue eyes. The tips of her hair, adorned in silver, turned silver at the blink of an eye.

On the sides of the corners of her eyes, silver scales actually grew, shining brilliantly in the moonlight, emitting a dazzling light.

The aura within Cang Feilan’s body continued to surge, her strength growing stronger.

Under the black square scarf, a low roar of a dragon could be faintly heard.

Although the sound was not loud, it exploded in the ears of everyone present!

Wang Yi sensed the change and quickly looked towards the source of the sound.

Then, under the night sky, two daggers reflected the clear light, and a silver light suddenly appeared behind the graceful figure, shining so brightly that it was impossible to look directly at it.

In just a few moments, the powerful puppet’s body had already been torn apart.

Wang Yi saw those pale blue eyes and the silver scales at the corners of her eyes.

The cold light was getting closer and closer to him.

He quickly let go of Qin Feng and retreated.

But the silver light was pressing closer, seemingly with an unstoppable momentum!

Wang Yi was frightened and shouted hurriedly, “Lord Qian Gui, save me!”

As the voice fell, a figure wearing a ghostly mask and a black and white robe landed in front of him. The mass of flesh beneath the robe surged out like stone pillars, facing the silver light.

Almost as if crushing everything in its path, the flesh mass disintegrated.

But at this moment, this interruption allowed Wang Yi to escape death successfully.

Sensing the opponent’s strength, Cang Feilan, unable to land a blow, immediately retreated to Qin Feng’s side.

Qin Feng, seeing Cang Feilans’s current appearance, was both bewildered and shocked.

“No wonder the scent on you is so peculiar. You’re not of the human race; you’re of the dragon race.” Qian Kui lowered his head, glanced at the already shattered flesh, gently shook his right hand, and the broken flesh fell off him.

Cang Feilan glanced at Qin Feng behind her and saw his complex expression.

Under the black square scarf, she pursed her lips, unsure of what to say.

She hadn’t intended to let him see this appearance.

She also didn’t want him to know her identity as a dragon.

Because she wanted to stay by his side.

Once the identity of the dragon race was exposed, various troubles would follow one after another, which was not what she anticipated.

But now that things had come to this point, without releasing the power within her, it was impossible to kill the previous puppet and arrive by Qin Feng’s side in the shortest time.

She had no other choice.

“Silver-haired dragon, you’re of the royal dragon lineage—the Azure Dragon lineage!” Wang Yi exclaimed.

“With such a status, how could you not stay in the Heavenly Lake? Aren’t you afraid of demons coveting the dragon pearl inside you?!”

The Azure Dragon lineage was the royal lineage among dragons, born with a dragon pearl within them.

The unique abilities of the dragon pearl made it the envy of all things in the world.

It not only protected the heart, defending against fatal injuries, but also purified the flesh, allowing the body to transcend the ordinary.

There were even rumors that if a demon obtained the dragon pearl and refined it, they could break the shackles of bloodline and reach a realm above the third grade!

“Azure Dragon.” Qin Feng murmured to himself, with complicated eyes.

The background of Cang Feilan was much greater than he had imagined.

Although both were of the dragon race, Miss Cang was a king among them.

If placed in the human race, Cang Feilan might be equivalent to a princess in the royal family of Imperial City.

“Sorry, I wanted to find the right time to explain to you, but I just couldn’t find a suitable opportunity.” The long silver-white hair danced with unparalleled beauty.

Cang Feilan turned her back to the figure, and her light words carried into Qin Feng’s ears along with the night wind.

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