Leng Yuexi's actions greatly surprised everyone.
Her seemingly unremarkable performance revealed a surprising level of combat prowess, much to the delight of the spectators.
"Who is this woman? I've never seen or heard of her before."
"Never seen her before. She's an enemy of the Dark Temple, and that's enough."
On the other side.
Shang Ziming raised an eyebrow and looked at Leng Yuexi with the same surprise in his eyes.
"Who is this woman? She is exceptionally beautiful, has outstanding demeanor, and possesses astonishing strength. Such an extraordinary woman should have some information about her."
Manager Qian also sized up Leng Yuexi, "Hmm, this person is not simple. I can't see through her. She is probably a genius like Qin Feng."
The Dark Palace Master scrutinized Leng Yuexi, his face terribly grim, the situation repeatedly exceeding his expectations.
He initially didn't take Qin Feng and his group seriously, thinking he could easily subdue them by sending a few people, but reality always proved him wrong.
Youming was instantly killed by Qin Feng. Even with the intervention of the two elders, Gu Ming and Liu Ran, they were still unable to defeat Qin Feng.
Now another one, Leng Yuexi, has appeared, killing three Emperor Realm experts in an instant, and with such ease.
That wasn't all; he glanced at the battle situation of the others, and his brows furrowed even deeper.
The two sides were actually evenly matched, which was quite different from his initial expectations.
He expressed serious doubt that the Dark Temple could achieve victory if things continued this way.
Lord Yuan cursed under his breath, "A bunch of useless trash."
Without further hesitation, he decided to take action and target Leng Yuexi.
His figure swept towards Leng Yuexi.
On Leng Yuexi's side, after killing the shameless Tianwen, she planned to quickly eliminate Ao Ling's two opponents so that she could help Qin Feng.
But Ao Ling stopped her, "Sister Yuexi, go help Brother Feng, I can handle these two."
Seeing her serious expression, Leng Yuexi thought for a moment and agreed, then headed towards Qin Feng.
But at that moment, the Lord of the Abyss Palace arrived in front of her and blocked her way.
Leng Yuexi paused, looking at the Palace Master of Yuan, who was dressed in a yellow robe and wearing a ghost mask, with a cold and expressionless face.
The Lord of the Abyss wore a ghost mask, his cold, chilling eyes fixed on Leng Yuexi. "Who are you? What is your name?"
Leng Yuexi looked at him calmly, holding the Frost Divine Sword, and launched an attack without saying a word.
The Frost Sword emitted a cold light, and a chilling aura spread outwards. Under Leng Yuexi's control, it transformed into a long rainbow and charged towards the Lord of the Abyss Palace.
Lord Yuan didn't take it seriously and chuckled, "What a hot-tempered little girl. Very well, let me have a go at you."
He didn't use any weapons, and just tried to grab the Frost Sword with his bare hands.
But as the Frost Sword was about to reach him, he suddenly sensed something was wrong; this sword was not simple.
He abruptly pulled his outstretched hand back, then unleashed a chilling sword aura.
Seeing this, Leng Yuexi neither dodged nor avoided, and continued to attack the Palace Master Yuan with her sword energy like a rainbow.
Click.
The sword energy of the Palace Master Yuan was instantly shattered by Leng Yuexi's Frost Sword.
Leng Yuexi's attacks did not stop.
Palace Master Yuan narrowed his eyes, his expression grave and filled with doubt. "A celestial artifact? How do you possess a celestial artifact?"
He dared not be careless and immediately took out a long sword. The blade was dark and had a faint glow. The hilt was made up of two small skulls and had no tassel.
As soon as the sword was drawn, a cacophony of ghostly wails and howls filled the air, as if the place had been transformed into the depths of hell.
Upon seeing this, everyone felt that the sword was extraordinary, and there was a chilling sensation about it.
When Manager Qian saw this scene, he looked at Leng Yuexi with even greater surprise.
"This woman is extraordinary; she even forced out the Netherworld Sword, which is a celestial artifact."
Shang Ziming was somewhat worried, "This is indeed troublesome for her, as the Palace Master is already very powerful."
Manager Qian comforted her, "The sword in her hand is no ordinary weapon either. She must have some confidence to take the initiative to attack."
Shang Ziming nodded and focused his gaze on the battlefield.
Leng Yuexi seemed oblivious to the actions of the Palace Master Yuan, and the Frost Sword's edge remained pointed at him.
With the Netherworld Sword in hand, the Palace Master Yuan felt emboldened. He let out a cold snort and thrust out his sword.
The longsword gleamed with an eerie light, and two ghostly figures emerged from the two skulls on the hilt, creating a sinister and terrifying atmosphere that gave off a chilling feeling.
Both are cold, but they give people two different feelings.
The Netherworld Sword gives people a chilling feeling, a soul-stirring awe that makes one's heart tremble.
The Frost Sword is icy cold, a chilling cold that freezes everything.
The Frost Sword clashed with the Netherworld Sword.
Clang.
The sound of two swords clashing was incredibly crisp.
With a swift movement, the two retreated simultaneously.
Lord Yuan merely took a few steps back.
Leng Yuexi retreated several feet.
In the exchange just now, it was clear who was superior and who was inferior.
Everyone was amazed by Leng Yuexi's strength, their eyes filled with disbelief.
Shang Ziming looked at Leng Yuexi with great excitement, "Old Qian, did you see that? She was actually able to repel that Palace Master."
Shopkeeper Qian nodded, "Indeed, she is with Qin Feng and will stand on the young master's side in the future. Congratulations, young master."
Shang Ziming instructed, "Old Qian, you must keep a close eye on her and make sure nothing happens to her."
Shopkeeper Qian: "Don't worry, young master."
Despite having the upper hand in the previous contest, Lord Yuan showed no joy on his face; instead, he looked quite unpleasant and couldn't help but ask a question.
"Who exactly are you? To be able to withstand one of my attacks unscathed, you've already surpassed 99% of the people on the Heavenly Desolate Continent."
Leng Yuexi remained expressionless and did not answer him. She silently raised her Frost Sword and continued her attack.
Upon seeing this, the Palace Master Yuan snorted coldly.
"That was just a test. Did you really think you could do anything to me? You're dreaming."
Lord Yuan was furious. He raised his aura, elevating it to the same level as the two venerable elders, Gu Ming and Liu Ran—a half-immortal.
He was dressed in a yellow robe, wearing a hideous ghost mask, carrying a long sword from the underworld, surrounded by black mist, exuding a grand and awe-inspiring aura.
He looked at Leng Yuexi, who was charging towards him with her sword drawn, with a mocking smile, "Let me show you my power, Netherworld Slash."
A dark and cold sword light appeared, like half a black moon slashing towards Leng Yuexi.
Leng Yuexi remained expressionless. "Wrath of Ice."
Her aura also surged; this was a secret technique for advancing one's cultivation level.
Then she stabbed at the Lord of the Abyss even faster, transforming into a long rainbow that instantly arrived.
The crescent moon formed by the Netherworld Slash was like a black hole that collected light, leaving only darkness in its wake.
The sword-like rainbow of the cold moon, gleaming with a chilling light, adorned the vast darkness.
Bang.
The half-moon shattered.
Leng Yuexi's figure was knocked back dozens of feet before stopping.
Upon seeing this, the Palace Master narrowed his eyes; he was very dissatisfied with the result.
He was very dissatisfied that his opponent could still withstand his attack and remain unharmed after he had made his move.
Palace Master Yuan snorted coldly, and his aura surged again, surpassing the half-immortal realm of Gu Ming and Liu Ran.
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