C952 This bitch is mine (1/2)
Zhan Tianming's words caused the frost on his face to grow even colder.
However, Zhan Tianming didn't care in the slightest.
On the contrary, he was currently a little angry in the bottom of his heart. He was angry because of Qing Yue's attitude towards the matters of the Zhan Family.
”Hmph.” Suddenly, Zhan Tianming couldn't help but laugh at himself.
That's right!
Why should people feel guilty?
This was a world where the strong preyed on the weak. Killing and being killed were shown every day, and many large and small clans and families, perhaps even today, were unreachable existences in the eyes of others. Tomorrow, they would disappear from this world forever.
Such a massacre, no matter how much you denied it, was still real.
The fist was big enough, but the logic was strong enough.
This was the most primitive law of social survival.
There was no right or wrong.
There was only victory and defeat.
Kacha Kacha …
Clenching his fist, a cracking sound could be heard.
That terrifying divine force filled Zhan Tianming's arm, as though it wanted to tell someone else, that the anger in the bottom of its master's heart had already begun to rise.
At this time, Qing Yue seemed to have sensed Zhan Tianming's killing intent, without any hesitation, his figure suddenly moved.
She didn't want to give Zhan Tianming the chance to attack.
That palm made her feel fear.
Therefore, the best way was to kill Zhan Tianming before he made a move.
Whoosh!
Like a ghost, Qing Yue's figure rushed to the front of Zhan Tianming. Her seemingly gentle palm contained a terrifying frost aura and the laws of Ice System, as she directly smashed towards Zhan Tianming's ceiling.
Zhan Tianming stood in his original position, not moving at all.
Just as the palm was about to land on his ceiling, a change suddenly occurred.
”Whiz!”
A violet light flashed at a bizarre speed.
Pfft!
In practically an instant, the purple light had already passed through Qing Yue's palm, and completely tore apart the Ice System's laws that were condensed in her palm into nothingness.
Qing Yue's face changed drastically. Her figure flashed again and she quickly retreated thirty meters away.
That face was exceptionally grave.
And right beside Zhan Tianming, a purple colored Little Purple also floated in the air.
Little Purple snorted: ”Master, leave this stinking woman to me. You don't need to personally take action yet.”
”Alright, I also want to see your current strength.” Zhan Tianming nodded.
Although he had just become an eighth-grade Divine Beast, and because his own bloodline was already very powerful, and had undergone the awakening after collecting Ten-Thousand Beast Bloodline, the power of his bloodline could no longer be compared to that of ordinary Grade Eight Demonic Beast.
Fighting with Qing Yue from the Eight Star Feather Sage Stage Realm was just enough to test her strength.
Seeing Zhan Tianming nod his head in agreement, Little Purple was also excited.
After growing up to the eighth stage of a Divine Beast, he also obtained a lot of inherited skills, which was just nice for him to try. He couldn't help but to stare at Qing Yue in ridicule.
Qing Yue's face was as cold as ice, and even carried a trace of anger.