After a long silence, Liu Lingying's bewildered gaze hardened. She looked up at Li Gan and said in a deep voice, "The use of the Thunderfire Tribulation this time was indeed beyond my expectations. I don't agree with their actions, but no matter how excessive they are, they will at least maintain a righteous facade and won't intentionally harm the people. But if your demon race truly occupies the Central Plains, you will only wantonly slaughter the common people and turn the Central Plains into a hell!"
She raised her hand to her chest in a sword-like gesture, and the silver flying sword instantly moved in front of her, its tip pointing directly at Li Gan. The bright light from the flying sword reflected her resolute expression and shone into her eyes, illuminating a trace of struggling sorrow.
"Today." Her hand trembled slightly, and sorrow filled her eyes, enveloping her entire face, but her voice was unusually cold and resolute: "I, Liu Lingying, will kill you!"
Li Gan's face darkened. The last glimmer of hope in his heart was ruthlessly extinguished by her words, leaving him filled with disappointment and helpless anger.
Liu Lingying didn't move her left hand, but with a flick of her right hand, she sent her silver flying sword streaking across the sky like a meteor, hurtling towards Li Gan.
Li Gan's face was somber. He clenched his right hand, and a long, jet-black spear appeared. He swung the spear to deflect the flying sword, and with a swift movement, he quickly closed in on Liu Lingying. His speed was so fast that he left a trail of afterimages behind him.
Li Gan quickly arrived in front of Liu Lingying, his spear wreathed in black light, faintly emitting ghostly howls. A beam of light over a foot long shot from the cool spear tip, further increasing the spear's length, and the sharp spear tip pointed directly at Liu Lingying's heart.
At this moment, it was too late for Liu Lingying to recall her flying sword. She hurriedly retreated, and the white bead that had been hovering beside her flew in front of her and suddenly grew to the height of a person. The vast stars enveloping the chaotic clouds within it began to move back and forth inside the bead. Many stars, which looked only the size of a fist, trailed light tails more than a foot long, intertwining and entwining within the bead. The black and red light tails intertwined, illuminating the entire bead.
The spear suddenly pierced the white bead, and all the stars inside the bead gathered together to block the tip of the spear, firmly stopping it.
Just then, Li Gan heard a sharp whooshing sound behind him, and a cold light was already close to his body. He sheathed his spear and moved to the left. A silver flying sword flashed past, and after he dodged it, it stopped in front of the white bead.
After taking a few steps back, Li Gan stopped steadily, pointing his spear diagonally at the ground. He looked at Liu Lingying with a complicated expression and said in a deep voice, "Do you really want to fight me? Do you think you can kill me?"
At that moment, the white bead in front of Liu Lingying had shrunk, floating beside her on either side of the silver flying sword. She silently looked at Li Gan, her eyes seemingly shrouded in mist, making it impossible for him to see her expression. The next moment, she raised her right hand high, her hand seal moved, and a faint flash of electricity appeared between her fingers with a "sizzle".
Li Gan recognized the hand seal; it was the Taoist Thunder Control Technique. His expression darkened, and after a moment's pause, he moved away from his original spot. Then, a bolt of lightning appeared out of nowhere, striking the place where he had just stood and blasting a small, charred crater in the ground.
For a cultivator like Li Gan, at the Demon Lord level, the Thunder Control Technique was a joke. Therefore, he knew that this thunderbolt was simply a testament to her resolve.
He gazed at her aloof face from afar, his heart sinking to the bottom, devoid of any hope.
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