C270 Primordial Soul Battle!

"Hmph... If I could kill you once, Ye Mo, I can certainly do it again. This time, I'll make you and your beloved a pair of ghostly newlyweds... How does that sound?"

As Ye Mo launched a sudden kick, Qiu Yihan deftly tapped the ground with his foot, withdrawing the longsword from Qingling's back. It was unimaginable that from her slender frame, blood could spurt out several meters