As soon as he drew his sword, a blizzard appeared behind him, and the surrounding area crackled and froze instantly, covering an area of dozens of miles. The frozen area continued to expand. A Yao leaped into the sky, dodging the ice spikes that came from below.
Lu Yin's figure flashed and he was already in front of her, his Soul-Turning Sword slashing towards A Yao.
With a clang, the Soul-Turning Sword and the Frost-Surging Sword in A Yao's hand clashed.
The sword energy shot out, crushing all the surrounding stone pillars into powder, and shockwaves spread outwards in concentric circles, forming a storm.
Ding ding ding ding—
The two figures clashed in the storm with lightning speed, leaving behind afterimages. With each clash of their blades, countless sword energies shot out in all directions.
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One hour later.
The rocky mountain was covered with shocking sword marks, and frost covered the surroundings. The girl in purple stood on the mountain peak and gracefully sheathed her sword.
Ten paces away from the girl, a white-haired man dressed in black held a sword in his hand, a bloody gash on his neck. The shock in his eyes hadn't subsided; he stood there like a rock, still unable to accept reality.
He lost. He actually lost.
Lu Yin was actually defeated by a female cultivator in the late stage of the Golden Core realm, and that female cultivator was not even nineteen years old.
He looked up at A Yao, his gaze as if he were looking at a complete monster. When he fought A Yao before, he felt she seemed to be able to see through his every move, and now he was even more certain. She truly saw through his attacks, and could even predict his every move, the next step, and the one after that.
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