"How do you know I lost?" Han Qianfan smoothed out his empty sleeves, his blood-red eyes revealing intense and complex emotions.
Is it hatred that makes you want to tear yourself to pieces?
Jiang Qingwan didn't know, but she knew that Han Qianfan was definitely not a kind person.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Qingwan's expression turned serious, and she instantly became vigilant, as she couldn't be sure if Han Qianfan had any other tricks up his sleeve.
He glanced at the Demon-Binding Rope, but remained uncooperative, only tightly binding the severed arm and the Ten Thousand Bones Sword.
Jiang Qingwan used her divine sense to activate it.
When one's consciousness enters the Demon-Binding Rope, it is like a stone sinking into the sea, receiving no feedback and making no sound.
Seeing that Jiang Qingwan remained silent, Han Qianfan lowered his head and let out a low, eerie, dazed laugh.
Jin Yaojian gently called out in Jiang Qingwan's sea of consciousness, "Master, I have recovered."
Jin Yaojian finally awoke.
It manipulated the vessel of the Void Sword Tomb to transform into Nuwa Soil, and then cut and pulled out the threads of the Demon-Binding Rope, consuming a large amount of spiritual power.
Only after he had successfully completed the most important task did he dare to rest and recover in Jiang Qingwan's sea of consciousness.
"Then let's get started without waiting," Jiang Qingwan replied in her mind.
The Golden Radiance Sword, when used alone, is far less powerful than when the sword spirit is combined with the sword.
In a duel between masters, the key is to strike with a single, decisive blow, so Jiang Qingwan has been waiting for the sword spirit of the Golden Radiance Sword to recover.
Jiang Qingwan didn't say much and immediately unleashed her strongest killing move.
Venus and the Flowing Wind —
The golden sword in his hand directly carved out ten identical shadow clones.
Jiang Qingwan raised her wrist, and the speed of her sword was so fast that it was like a falling meteor, stabbing heavily towards Han Qianfan.
Han Qianfan keenly sensed the killing intent rushing towards his face and threw out a black bell from his spatial storage.
After the black bell emerged from the space, it instantly grew larger, hovering above Han Qianfan's head, emitting a golden projection that enveloped him.
Eleven sword beams shot out in the same direction.
The sharp sword light was completely absorbed by the black bell and merged into the golden projection.
At the center of the blade, Han Qianfan was completely unharmed.
Han Qianfan stopped laughing, glanced at Ye Qi who was expressionless, and calmly looked up, staring at Jiang Qingwan who was attacking him repeatedly, his eyes filled with contempt.
Undeterred by her failed attack, Jiang Qingwan unleashed a series of deadly moves.
All the attacks were in vain.
The black bell on Han Qianfan's head still radiated a dazzling golden light.
Despite withstanding so many attacks, the light showed no signs of diminishing.
Jiang Qingwan felt that this couldn't go on, so she put away the Golden Radiance Sword.
The sword had just been sheathed.
Then Han Qianfan's voice, which sounded like a half-smile, came from behind him, "Tired of fighting?"
After saying that, he actually put away the black leg bone. With his only remaining arm, he conjured the fan that the big bull girl had given him and held it in front of his chest, waving it slightly.
After fanning himself three times, he made a sarcastic remark: "I feel tired just watching you."
Jiang Qingwan really didn't know why Han Qianfan, even in such a predicament, still had such a foul mouth.
But she couldn't get angry, because it could be a trap.
Han Qianfan wanted to deliberately provoke her.
Jiang Qingwan cursed Han Qianfan in her heart, but her face remained calm and composed. She uttered three words indifferently: "You're getting impatient."
She added, "Losing an arm must feel terrible, right?"
Han Qianfan slowly waved his fan, seemingly unconcerned, and said, "Not at all. Today I'll show you what it means for a severed limb to regenerate."
Beneath the empty sleeves, first a bulge appeared, then various irregular protrusions appeared in different places.
A hand was visible outside the sleeve, the knuckles clenched into a fist and then opened, as if grasping something in the air.
A new arm suddenly appeared!
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