The Chosen One
The delicate girl should have run out of oil in the face of endless coercion, but her thin body did not tilt to the ground as the man in red expected, corresponding to her pupils losing their original brilliance.
"Jiang Wanqing" stood indifferently in the moonlight, coldly wielding a sword qi between her lips, and the terrifying coercion around her disappeared into a cloud in an instant with this sword qi.
The void shattered wherever the sharp sword qi went, slashing straight towards the red-clothed man opposite the girl.
As if expected, the man in red frowned lightly, his body did not move a bit, his golden eyes reflected the pale moonlight, and he indifferently stared directly at the sword qi as close as he could, and the demonic qi intertwined by the eight elements was transformed into a natural barrier in front of him, successfully resisting the invasion of the sword qi.
"You shouldn't have made a move."
"Jiang Wanqing" lost her eyes without a trace of emotion, with her skirt fluttering with the rising wind, her pale little face was bloodless, the long sword in her hand stood horizontally and pointed directly at the red-clothed man on the opposite side, and her momentum was already very different from just now, and she could even be completely equal to the mysterious man who was out of reach.
"Who in this world can stop what I want to do?" Jun Xuanjue's smile was cold, his deep eyes flashed with deep interest, and his arrogant and uninhibited words revealed a hint of mockery.
He could never have imagined that the person who could match his name in his destiny was actually a girl who was like an ant in the only time she practiced qi, and ironically she had been recognized by the magic sword.
When the two confronted each other, extremely powerful and terrifying fluctuations swept wildly across the mountains and rivers, and there was no grass for a time within a radius of 100 miles, and the dark clouds were raging and thundering.
Jiang Wanying, who was not too far away, had just finished the task of hunting the demon beast and obtained the Inner Dan, and before she could breathe a sigh of relief, the air seemed to be a terrifying aftershock ripple that could tear everything apart, surging towards her from an unknown direction in an instant, and it was about to swallow her up in an instant.
Fortunately, at the last moment, the divine pet Vermilion Bird, who signed a contract with her, had already smelled the danger in advance, and the moment before the appearance of the world firmly protected Jiang Wanying under her wings, she did not fall on the spot.
The aftershocks disappeared, and after looking around, there was already no grass, Jiang Wanying's body was cold like falling into an ice cave, and the feeling just now was like walking around in the ghost gate, and she still had palpitations at the moment.
"It's not good to stay here for a long time, there are unknown powers in the forest to fight against each other, and I'm not an opponent at the moment."
Listening to Suzaku's reminder, Jiang Wanying nodded, jumped on Suzaku's back without the slightest hesitation, and withdrew in the opposite direction of the fluctuation with extreme speed.
Of course, Jiang Wanying, who had left, would never have thought that the derivative of this terrifying fluctuation had something to do with her sister who couldn't be on the stage.
The hurricane howled, the torrential rain poured, and every minute and second of the fierce confrontation between "Jiang Wanqing" and the man in red was accompanied by the quiet loss of countless lives.
"Jiang Wanqing" glanced at the mountain range that had just been full of vitality not far away, and now there were only a few bare gravels left, and she couldn't help but sneer, and her ethereal words echoed through the heavens and the earth, pointing directly at the man in red opposite.
"In the future, you will regret it."
Putting aside the next sentence, "Jiang Wanqing's" body disappeared with the shattering of the void.
Jun Xuanjue stared at her afterimage and had no intention of chasing her, but her eyes were slightly curious, what did "Jiang Wanqing" say that would make him regret it?
In a haze, Jiang Wanqing seemed to hear a voice, and the ethereal and faint echoed in her heart.
"He who harbors fear cannot do anything."