Shangguan Yourong's voice was cold and calm, as if he was asking about an insignificant matter.
As she spoke, she pinched her fingers together to form an array, and a faint spiritual light flowed through her fingertips. The immortal power between heaven and earth seemed to have received some kind of summons and gathered towards her madly.
As she moved, a huge sword shadow slowly gathered above Yingxue's head.
The sword was completely black, with countless fine runes wrapped around it. Each rune flashed with a cold light, as if it was a sword of judgment from the Nine Nether Hell.
Although the giant sword had not fallen yet, the mere process of its condensation made Yu Yingxue feel an endless murderous intent, as if even her soul was about to be torn apart.
Yu Yingxue staggered back, her face as pale as paper.
Her mind was in chaos. The Yunshan Formation was destroyed, Ye Fan was dead, and even her master was seriously injured by Shangguan Yourong and fell to the side dying.
Everything I once had vanished at this moment.
She looked up at Shangguan Yourong, her eyes filled with fear and hatred.
At this moment, Shangguan Yourong was like a devil in her eyes, destroying everything she had and taking away all her hopes.
"No, no, you can't kill me!"
Yu Yingxue's voice trembled, with a hint of despair and unwillingness.
She wanted to escape, but found that her legs seemed to be nailed to the ground and she could not move.
boom!
The giant sword finally took shape and smashed down towards Yu Yingxue with the power to destroy the world.
The terrifying pressure made the air whistle, as if even the space was about to be torn apart.
Yu Yingxue felt an irresistible force descending from the sky, pressing her so hard that she could hardly breathe.
thump!
Yu Yingxue's legs went limp and she fell to her knees on the ground.
Her knees hit the cold ground hard, making a dull thud.
Looking at the sword that was powerful enough to reduce her to ashes, her body trembled slightly, her heart filled with despair and unwillingness.
"I am the Son's fiancée!"
She let out a sharp roar, her voice tinged with madness and hysteria.
At the same time, a fierce look flashed in her eyes, as if she had grasped the last straw.
"If you kill me, the Holy Son will never let you go! The entire Tianxuan Sect will fight you to the death!"
Shangguan Yourong heard this and a slight sneer appeared on his lips.
Her eyes were cold and indifferent, as if she was looking at a dying ant.
"The Son's fiancée?" she repeated softly, a hint of sarcasm in her tone. "Do you think this identity can save your life?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the speed of the giant sword suddenly increased, and with unparalleled power, it approached Yingxue's head.
Yu Yingxue's face turned pale in an instant. At this critical moment, a low and majestic voice suddenly came from a distance.
"Shangguan Yourong, let's stop here."
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