Chapter 1263 Genius Female Swordsman VS "Feng Yue" Sword God (39)

At the foot of the mountain, Leng Su, Feng Qingcheng, and Yang Ming were walking in a straight line.

Logically speaking, Yang Ming had the highest cultivation among the three. Although his swordsmanship was not the best, it was not bad either. He should be the fastest one.

But for some reason, Yang Ming was the slowest one among the three.

He seemed to be walking very hard. Even before he took a step, his breathing would become heavier and the blush on his face became more and more intense.

Although Leng Su had no cultivation, she was gifted in swordsmanship.

In addition, she didn't want to be too close to Feng Qingcheng, Yang, and Yang Ming. Feng Yue happened to be away, so she secretly released the black vortex in her palm.

In an instant, the pressure on her body, as heavy as a mountain, disappeared...

Without the pressure, Leng Su walked very easily, even if she was asked to run and jump, it would be no problem.

But there were two people following behind her, and she had to watch the show. Of course, she couldn't leave now.

Leng Su quickened his pace and sat down at the 30th step.

Below, at the 10th step, Yang Ming was already panting and unable to move.

"Qingcheng, Qingcheng, I feel so bad."

Looking at Feng Qingcheng's graceful figure in front of him, Yang Ming's breathing became heavier. He stretched out his hand towards Feng Qingcheng's back and kept calling her name.

"Qingcheng, I feel so bad, Qingcheng, please help my senior brother, Qingcheng..."

Facing Yang Ming's shouting, Feng Qingcheng seemed to be deaf to it. She raised her legs with difficulty and walked up step by step.

Seeing this, Leng Su couldn't help but tease: "I say, Junior Sister Qingcheng, as the saying goes, one night of marriage is worth a hundred days of love."

"You sucked all of Senior Brother Yang's cultivation, and now you don't care about Senior Brother Yang's life or death. You are too unkind to do this."

As soon as Leng Su said this, two fiery eyes fell on her at the same time.

"Looking for death!" Feng Qingcheng narrowed her peach blossom eyes and said viciously.

Yang Ming looked at Leng Su with horror and couldn't help but asked sharply: "What did you say?"

"What do you mean that my cultivation was sucked away? Tell me clearly what you mean?"

"Ah." Facing Yang Ming's questioning, Leng Su covered her mouth and exclaimed.

"Brother Yang, you didn't know?"

"Brother Yang, you and Sister Qingcheng have been in love for so many times, don't you realize that your cultivation is getting weaker and weaker, and your body is getting weaker and weaker?"

Yang Ming is not stupid, of course he couldn't have not noticed anything.

It's just that he was injured and unconscious once in the Ice Crystal Palace to save Feng Qingcheng, and the injury never healed after waking up.

After several times of love with Feng Qingcheng, he also found that his cultivation seemed to be regressing, and a feeling of powerlessness came from his body.

But at that time he didn't associate this matter with Feng Qingcheng at all, he just simply thought that his old injury had not healed.

Only when Leng Su said it so bluntly did he recall all the details from before...

"No, it's impossible!"

"You must be lying to me. You must be deliberately trying to destroy the relationship between me and Qingcheng."

"Qingcheng, tell me, all this is just nonsense from that bitch Leng Su. It's not true, right?"

Facing Yang Ming's questioning, Feng Qingcheng glanced at him coldly: "You are useless now!"