There are no four seasons in the void, so snowflakes must be the product of divine will.
In addition to the sword spirit, the noble man also comprehended the divine will of ice and snow?
Geng Qi frowned secretly. The most taboo in cultivation is to learn a lot without being proficient in any of the techniques, especially sword cultivation, which is the purest form and few people would delve into studying other divine intentions.
Since you are a reincarnated person, you must understand this truth.
Did I think wrongly?
She perked up slightly and used her mind to pick up one of the snowflakes through the air. After sensing it for a moment, her heart was shocked.
This is not snow!
On the battlefield, Xiang Sheng blocked the combined attack of eight people with his bare hands, staggered, and retreated dozens of steps before he finally stood firm.
She looked up at the eight people who were pursuing her in victory, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and a strange smile appeared on her face.
When the eight people saw her smile, they couldn't help but pause and their consciousness was slightly distracted. Only then did they realize that the whole world had been filled with snowflakes and turned into a vast expanse of white.
“This snow…”
One of them was confused and reached out his hand, touching a snowflake.
A cold light flashed at the edge of the snowflake, and a bloody cut was left on the man's fingertips.
The eight people's expressions changed instantly. These were not snowflakes at all, they were clearly the result of sword intent.
If this is the case with just one piece of snow, how many tens of millions of these heavy snowflakes in the void must there be?
"retreat!"
The leader shouted loudly, and the eight people immediately formed a formation and retreated quickly.
"Want to escape now? It's too late!"
Xiang Sheng smiled coldly and waved his sleeves at high speed. The snowflakes in the sky were immediately blown into the wind, causing a blizzard.
Every snowflake carries the sharp murderous intent of a flawless sword.
The eight people were caught in the snow, and the spiritual shield they jointly held up only lasted for half a breath before being shattered by countless snowflakes.
"ah!"
"ah!"
Snowflakes poured in, cutting into their flesh, like a torture, and the eight people screamed in agony.
In this snowstorm, the eight people's bodies were quickly shattered, their souls and bodies were destroyed, and they turned into light points and dissipated.
The wind and snow all over the sky also stopped at the same time.
Level 4, level 3, passed!
Geng Qi was watching from the side, already shocked and dazed.
She had been guiding monks in the tower for over two thousand years, but had never seen such a horrific battle.
With one move, he crossed a major realm and killed eight people instantly. How ridiculous is that?
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she probably wouldn't believe it even if someone else told her, right?
Who was this benefactor in his previous life?
Looking back over the past two thousand years, the greatest evildoer in the world is only the sect leader Qin Tianque. However, Qin Tianque is a male cultivator and is still alive, so it is impossible that he is the one.
Could it be the Grand Master of Piaoxue Palace? That's not right. That Grand Master wasn't a swordsman in his previous life...
Geng Qi pondered over it but couldn't find an answer.
On the other side, Xiang Sheng raised his hand to recall the two flying swords. He landed on the ground, gasped slightly, and said, "Geng Qi, take me to the resting place."
Geng Qi came back to his senses and quickly responded, opening a door for Xiang Sheng to enter, while asking:
"Fellow Daoist, you are injured all over. Why do you continue to rest in the tower? Do you want to continue to challenge it?"
Xiang Sheng shook his head: "No, wait until my injuries are healed, then send me out of the tower."
"Have you recovered from your injuries?"
Geng Qi looked strange. How long will it take?
She had just been born when she saw white smoke coming out of a wound on Xiang Sheng's arm, and then the wound scabbed and fell off at a speed visible to the naked eye, returning to its white color.
"This physical body?!" Geng Qi was shocked.
In this short day, she was shocked more than in the previous two thousand years combined.
Xiang Sheng didn't pay attention to Geng Qi. She was checking his injuries at the moment.
The bloody wounds of various sizes on his body, with the skin and flesh rolled outward, looked scary, but in fact they were just superficial injuries. With the perfect body's recovery ability, it seemed that he could recover within half an hour without the help of Yuanquan.
Xiang Sheng estimated the time and returned to the resting place. The wounds on his body had mostly healed. However, his clothes were tattered and could not be kept.
She sat down cross-legged and closed her eyes to rest.
At this time, Geng Qi finally came back to his senses and asked, "Fellow Daoist, this is today's sword ranking."
As soon as she finished speaking, a shadow of a sword list appeared in front of Xiang Sheng.
Xiang Sheng opened his eyes slightly and saw that the person ranked first was named Lu Yuncheng. He had only passed the third level and sixth level, which was worse than yesterday's "One Sword for Ten Thousand Lives".
"Today's reward for winning the Sword Ranking is a top-grade Fire Spirit Pearl. Are you interested, fellow Daoist?"
Xiang Sheng's face remained calm as he said calmly, "I won't be on the list. There's no need to ask again in the future."
Geng Qi quickly responded, "Understood."
In fact, she knew in her heart that a noble person like her would never expose himself for a small profit. Such inquiries were just routine inquiries according to the procedures of the Sword Tower.
After an incense stick of time, all the wounds on Xiang Sheng's body disappeared. She opened her eyes, took out a new set of clothes from the ring and put them on. She then looked in the water mirror, tidied up her slightly messy hair, checked herself to make sure there was no blood stain left, then informed Geng Qi, stood up and walked out of the sword tower.
"She's out! Junior Sister is out!"
As soon as he left the tower, before he could regain his sight, Xiang Sheng heard Li Xiaoliu's voice.
She squinted slightly to adjust her sight, and suddenly saw a bruised face appear in front of her.
Xiang Sheng couldn't help laughing, "Sixth Brother, what's wrong with your face?"
Li Xiaoliu's face turned red and he scratched his head embarrassedly.
"You deserve to be beaten for not listening to me."
Su Qingqing came over and scolded him with a smile, then looked at Xiang Sheng, her eyes suddenly becoming gentle: "Little Junior Sister is really well behaved. Which level have you reached?"
Xiang Sheng smiled shyly, "Three floors."
"I was able to reach the third floor on my first try, that's pretty good!"
Su Qingqing praised him, and Li Xiaoliu immediately became unhappy. He crossed his arms and snorted:
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