Chapter Sixty-Six: Flying with Wings
"I think it's ironic. ”
Baili Suxue was not in a hurry to make another move immediately.
Zheng Sleeve needed time to breathe at this time, and he also needed some time to control some true elements in his body.
When surrounded by cultivators, any forcible attack that cannot be smoothly reversed may lead to death.
Looking at Zheng Sleeve, who was full of mockery because he stabbed him, he also laughed, and continued: "Isn't it ironic that he left this sword qi in your body, and you still have to rely on what he left in your body?"
Baili Suxue's words are a pun, anyone who knows the past of Zheng Sleeve and Wang Jingmeng knows that such words are really vulgar for Baili Suxue's identity, but at this time, against the enemy, all means that can hurt or provoke the other party, Baili Suxue will use it.
His approach to this has had a corresponding effect.
Zheng Sleeve was completely angry.
"When all those who dare to mock me are dead, no one will dare to mock me anymore. ”
The anger in her eyes burned wildly, her hair danced wildly behind her like countless poisonous snakes, and the tips of her hair burned with pale sparks, and even her perfect face became hideous.
Extreme anger allowed the true element in her body to expand violently and unreservedly.
In an instant, many pale stars appeared in the area of hundreds of zhang centered on her, dotted with stars, as if the entire starry sky had been drawn down.
In this area, except for these cultivators, all living beings died quickly.
The flowers and plants withered to ashes, and even the insects and pigs in the ground silently turned into humus.
This kind of claustrophobic and cold star vitality could not even be resisted by a cultivator like Huang Daoshen.
He felt an incomparable tingling sensation on the surface of his skin and in the flesh of his body, and then subconsciously withdrew backwards.
A silver dome of light enveloped Zheng Sleeve and Baili Suxue at this time.
His gaze froze on the two men in the dome.
This was already a battle that was almost like a god, and even a cultivator of his level couldn't intervene.
There was a strong smell in the air.
Baili Suxue's complexion became solemn and abnormal.
This aura was not even inferior to those cultivators of Zhao Jianlu, although in the past battles with Han Zhao Wei, Zheng Sleeve had never fought with people on the battlefield of any major war, but he had no doubt that a cultivator like Zheng Sleeve who stood out from Jiaodong County would not fight hard.
A person like Zheng Sleeve will be extremely terrifying once he loses his mind and bursts out with all his strength.
However, without the slightest hesitation, he directly used a sword move that had been prepared a long time ago.
His movements still didn't seem to change, just a simple way of drawing and drawing his sword forward.
When he completed such a natural and smooth movement, he had no sword in his hand, but when he stabbed out at the end, like the previous time, he had an ice sword of pure and condensed ice in his hand.
The tip of the ice sword erupted like a volcano, spewing out a terrifying amount of natal energy.
Even though the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in the air had been chaotic and boiling like hot porridge at this time, a clear sword sound still sounded, and this sword sound was extremely pleasant, even covering all the other sounds at this time.
Two sword lights appeared in the air.
The two clear sword lights carried a sense of elegance that was difficult to describe in words, cutting through those starlights, like two transparent wings flying.
The edge of the transparent sword qi naturally glowed with colorful glow, and there was a taste of warm joy.
Pan Ruoye and Huang Daoshen's breathing stopped, both of them waiting for the result of this sword intersecting.
However, what was incomprehensible to the two of them was that there was no smell of jade burning in Baili Suxue's sword at all, and the power of this sword itself seemed to be inferior to the power of his sword above.
Baili Suxue can easily use so many powerful sword moves from the sect, why would such a sword come out at this time?
What made them even more incomprehensible was that they saw Zheng Sleeve's face suddenly turn pale.
The starry sky is trembling.
This represents a violent mood swing in her mind.
There was a crackling click.
The starry sky formed by those tiny star-like bright lights was directly cut out by these two sword lights.
It's just a seemingly calm picture like cutting paper, but it causes unimaginable fluctuations in power.
The surrounding still temples suddenly shattered, and even in the palaces farther away, there was a loud sound like countless huge waves crashing.
Countless cracks appeared on the ground under Zheng Sleeve's feet.
In the next moment, the space behind her also seemed to be torn apart, and her entire body slammed backwards, and the afterglow of her body directly shattered the study behind her.
The patio where she used to stand, including the long table in the study behind her, and the wall behind her, were all blown to pieces.
Her body flew upside down among the rubble, and many wounds appeared on her porcelain-like body, and blood soaked her gorgeous and majestic back garment.
Pan Ruoye and Huang Dao Shen couldn't understand it at all, and the cultivators around them who were constantly retreating from the afterglow of the vitality were even more shocked, and they didn't know why they had become like this.
At this moment, Zheng Sleeve should have won.
Such a result is like a violation of the rules of power itself.
"Flying with wings... Don't you feel ironic at the defeat of the sword moves he created for you?"
Baili Suxue's voice rang out, accompanied by a wind tunnel-like sound in his body's heart.
Many people immediately understood why this was the case.
Since the spring war, Zheng Sleeve has been cutting his heart, but Baili Suxue is the same.
Fly with wings... This sword move is not only a nice name, but also contains a beautiful pursuit of love that is heart-to-heart and sticks to a lifetime.
At least in the case of the former Wang Jingmeng.
In his eyes, Zheng Sleeve is his perfect companion and the object of his beautiful imagination.
So he believed in her and trusted her.
He thought she would do the same.
No matter what Zheng Sleeve thinks, he is so sincere.
So he deliberately created such a sword, which represents his mood at that time and his expectations for the future.
Baili Suxue used this sword to cut Zheng Sleeve's heart.
From the beginning of the verbal confrontation, Zheng Sleeve's mood fluctuated because of his appearance and his words, and he knew that this sword could succeed.
Bang.
Zheng Sleeve's feet fell to the ground, and the luxurious vamps on her feet exploded one after another, although she forcibly controlled her figure and did not fall to the ground, but the moment she landed, she spit out several mouthfuls of blood, vomiting blood non-stop, and even her body arched.
All the peripheral cultivators knew that Zheng Sleeve's body was already extremely bad, but at this time, it was extremely quiet, and no one even dared to make the first move.
Because everyone knows that at this time, Baili Suxue still has the ability to make a move.