Douluo Continent: My Sharingan is a bit unorthodox

The voice was calm and low.

"Then you can only die!"

Swish!

The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul instantly possessed her, and Qian Renxue spread her six wings.

Floating in the air.

His fifth spirit ring flashed, and a sacred sword was instantly forged.

From his vantage point, the sword tip was aimed directly at Ye Qiu's throat.

Qian Renxue stared coldly at Ye Qiu.

A fierce killing intent flashed in his golden eyes!

"You are no match for me!"

Ye Qiu gave her a serious look, his eyes quickly switching to an eternal kaleidoscope.

He tilted his head back and stared at Qian Renxue without blinking.

Upon seeing Ye Qiu activate his Martial Soul, Qian Renxue's aura faltered.

She shifted her gaze, avoiding Ye Qiu's eyes, and calmed her racing heart.

Then came a strange laugh.

“Under normal circumstances, perhaps I really am no match for you.”

Ye Qiu raised his eyebrows, his expression turning serious.

Seeing this, Qian Renxue could guess some of Ye Qiu's thoughts and smiled faintly.

"Hehe... Don't be nervous, I won't let others bully me, I'll win it back myself!"

Then, the conversation abruptly changed.

"But... how much soul power do you have left? And how much of your mental strength has recovered?"

Qian Renxue, radiating golden light, resembled a sacred and inviolable deity.

Even with a mocking smile playing on her lips, her charm remained undiminished.

"But you can't catch me!"

"Ah...! You!?"

Ye Qiu had just spoken.

He deliberately rammed into Qian Renxue's sacred sword.

Qian Renxue exclaimed in surprise, frantically pulling the sacred sword back from her hand.

Ye Qiu stood there, stunned, his expression no longer serious.

He tilted his head back and looked at Qian Renxue with a strange expression.

I saw.

At this moment, she no longer possessed any murderous intent.

He looked shaken and flustered, as if someone had discovered some secret of his.

Her golden eyes darted around nervously under Ye Qiu's gaze.

"What are you looking at! I just thought you were going to ambush me..." Qian Renxue gritted her teeth, pointed the Holy Sword at Ye Qiu again, and said fiercely, using an excuse that she herself did not believe.

He was secretly annoyed; he had actually forgotten for a moment that Ye Qiu possessed that kind of overpowered soul skill...

After what just happened, her current demeanor is no longer intimidating at all.

Then she pointed her sword at him.

Ye Qiu, however, couldn't bring himself to put on a cold face.

The Sharingan has already been deactivated.

He offered a friendly smile, raised his hand, and whispered an invitation:

"I think you should come down first, and we can have a proper talk!"

"Anyway, you can't kill me now..."

"Shut up!" Qian Renxue shouted fiercely, trying to bolster her voice.

Several black lines appeared on Ye Qiu's forehead.

Qian Renxue shone with golden light, her face expressionless, her eyes obscured by the golden light.

The eternal kaleidoscope in Ye Qiu's eyes opened once again.

He took in all her attempts to conceal her expressions and postures.

Qian Renxue's chin swayed slightly.

Ye Qiu knew that he saw things clearly.

She was avoiding eye contact with her Sharingan.

Qian Renxue gritted her teeth and thrust the sacred sword in her hand straight forward.

Ye Qiu neither dodged nor flinched, but simply tilted his head back and calmly looked at her.

The sacred sword pierced Ye Qiu's skin, and blood flowed down his neck.

Qian Renxue trembled.

He gripped his sword tightly...and remained motionless...

Time seemed to stand still.

Ye Qiu frowned.

It hurts a little where it was pierced...

The flow of blood made Ye Qiu feel a slight itch.

The sacred fire at the tip of the sword was also constantly flickering, scorching Ye Qiu's nerves.

"Ye-Qiu!" Qian Renxue called out Ye Qiu's name, each word distinct, seemingly in a state of frustration.

The sacred sword in his hand trembled incessantly.

Are you so sure I can't bring myself to kill you?

"I just wanted to... uh!"

puff!

Before he could finish speaking, Qian Renxue twirled the sacred sword in her hand, sending up a spray of blood.

The sharp pain in his neck startled Ye Qiu for a moment.

With a flash of red light in his eyes, his martial spirit dissipated.

His azure pupils suddenly contracted.

His body slowly weakened, and he staggered... about to fall backward.

Da da...

In the quiet room, the only sound was Ye Qiu's footsteps as he took two steps back.

Ye Qiu covered his neck.

There was a horizontal bloodstain on it.

His soul power had been completely purified by the holy fire.

I felt completely drained.

midair.

The golden light on Qian Renxue dissipated, and she flapped her six wings.

It landed in front of Ye Qiu.

He stared at him coldly, the holy sword pressed against his neck.

"Don't look at me like that again!"

Qian Renxue was furious to see Ye Qiu remain unmoved, looking calm and fearless.

The sword has cut through the skin again.

Qian Renxue said coldly:

"Ye Qiu, don't think I really wouldn't dare kill you! I'm just giving you a chance..."

"Before I can kill you alone, I'll give you time to think: marry me or let me kill you!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Qian Renxue sheathed the Holy Sword.

Turn around.

"Does it really have to come to this point where it's a life-or-death struggle?"