Just when everyone thought that Xiao Qingran would die under the sword of the Sword Sect's leader, suddenly, the long sword, which was only a few centimeters away from Xiao Qingran's eyebrows, seemed to have been paused and stopped moving.
No matter how hard the Sword Sect leader used his internal energy, he couldn't move the sword even a little bit.
Xiao Qingran stood still, looking at him fearlessly, her voice so cold it could freeze ice shards: "Is this all you have got?"
The Sword Sect's leader felt an inexplicable panic in his heart and mobilized his internal energy again.
However, even though he used up all his internal energy, he could not move the sword in his hand forward.
At this moment, the dagger in Luo Jiuyan's hand flew towards him.
He quickly drew back his sword to block.
He had been handling the situation with ease before, but now he suddenly had the illusion that he was powerless.
He threw out three swords in a row, but they were all resolved by Luo Jiuyan one by one.
The Sword Sect leader had already realized that he had underestimated Luo Jiuyan and Xiao Qingran. He had overestimated himself and underestimated the other party's strength.
"It has been a long time since this Sect Master has encountered such powerful opponents as you. To have been able to fight this long with this Sect Master, you two juniors are truly exceptional. As long as you are willing to become my disciples, all grudges between us will be wiped out. This Sect Master will also teach you more advanced sword techniques."
"Oh!"
Xiao Qingran sneered, "Just you? You can't even protect yourself, and you still want to take us in as your disciples?"
Just after Xiao Qingran laughed, the Sword Sect's leader suddenly realized that something seemed to have penetrated into his brain.
When he drew his sword again, he always felt that his reaction was half a beat slow.
It wasn't until Luo Jiuyan slashed his shoulder with a sword that he gasped in pain, his eyes flashing with a cold light.
Seeing him injured, the people hiding in the shadows breathed a sigh of relief. Ping Shuang wanted to applaud.
The ancestor of the Wang family standing on the roof also breathed a sigh of relief.
"You deserve to die."
The leader of the Sword Sect couldn't remember how long it had been since he was injured.
He had always been aloof and proud, someone who took everything into his own hands, but he was actually injured by two juniors he didn't even take seriously. It was a great shame and humiliation.
He looked at Xiao Qingran and Luo Jiuyan as if he were looking at two dead people.
Xiao Qingran raised the corner of his mouth with a hint of sneer: "It's not certain who will die!"
The Sword Sect leader was furious and pointed his sword at Xiao Qingran: "You sharp-tongued little girl, believe it or not, I will kill you right now."
Luo Jiuyan said in a cold voice: "As long as I am here, you can't touch her."
After Luo Jiuyan finished speaking, he rushed towards the Sword Sect's leader with the dagger in his hand.
If you look closely, you will find that there is a cluster of golden flames on the short sword in Luo Jiuyan's hand.
In this freezing cold and snowy place, the Sword Sect leader suddenly felt a surge of warmth coming towards him.
He instinctively raised his sword to block, but the moment his sword swung out, his heart began to panic.
At this moment, he suddenly felt a momentary blank in his brain.
"laugh!"
Luo Jiuyan's dagger pierced the Sword Sect leader's shoulder. A burning smell filled everyone's nose.
By the time the Sword Sect leader realized what was happening, his shoulder was already charred black, and he collapsed forward.
Seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, he instinctively plunged his sword into the snow again, pressed his elbow on the hilt, and knelt on one knee. He knelt right in front of Xiao Qingran.
He endured the stinging pain on his shoulder and glared at Xiao Qingran with murderous intent: "What on earth did you do to this Sect Master?"
Feeling a spiritual imprint in his sea of consciousness, the Sword Sect leader wanted to commit suicide.
He couldn't believe that he, the dignified leader of the Sword Sect, was actually contracted by a little girl. He became her slave, for life.
He couldn't even express this shame.
"Now I command you to lay down your sword."
Xiao Qingran nodded towards Luo Jiuyan.
She had waited so long, never making a move, waiting for that crucial moment. When Luo Jiuyan unleashed the flames, the Sword Sect leader's heart began to panic. While all his attention was on Luo Jiuyan, Xiao Qingran forcibly implanted her spiritual imprint into his sea of consciousness.
Compared to Mo Yan, the Sword Sect Master's spiritual power was about the same level as hers. At the same level, a single mistake could lead to backlash.
Fortunately, Xiao Qingran was very cautious from the beginning and did not act rashly so early.
"Kill me now!"
The leader of the Sword Sect held the sword in his hand, his face full of grief and anger.
He would rather die than be enslaved. Especially by a little girl. How could he have the nerve to walk around alive in the future? It would be better to just die.
"Want to die? You can commit suicide!"
Xiao Qingran walked to Luo Jiuyan, looked at the blood at the corner of his mouth, and wiped it away with her hand with heartache.
Luo Jiuyan held Xiao Qingran's hand and shook his head at him: "I'm fine, I just need to rest for a while."
Xiao Qingran looked at the Sword Sect leader with a cold gaze: "Why, don't you want to die? Why haven't you died yet?"
Everyone: “…”
What is going on?
It was Luo Jiu who defeated the Sword Sect's leader, but why did the Sword Sect's leader seem to hate Xiao Qingran so much that he wanted to poke a few holes in her body?
"If you don't want to embarrass yourself, come here."
Xiao Qingran glanced at the Wang family patriarch, nodded to him, and pulled Luo Jiuyan back into the reception room.
The leader of the Sword Sect gritted his teeth, held the sword in one hand, covered his shoulder with the other, stared at the backs of the two men with anger, and followed behind them.
Seeing the three people enter the house, Pingtai, Song Yueqi and his group all looked at each other in surprise.
They still don't know what the situation is now.
Only Zhou Wu and Duochou felt the fluctuation of their spiritual power. They knew very well that the reason why the Sword Sect's leader looked like he wanted to kill Xiao Qingran but couldn't do anything to her was definitely because Xiao Qingran had done something to the Sword Sect's leader.
However, Zhou Wu felt sad in his heart. The Sword Sect was one of the top ten hidden sects in terms of martial power, but its leader was defeated by the leader of the Xuan Sect. It really made people feel the impermanence of life.
He remembered that ten years ago, the Sword Sect's leader had clashed with his senior brother, the previous Xuan Sect leader. His senior brother was no match for the Sword Sect's leader. After being injured, he spent years recuperating without fully recovering. Since then, his senior brother's health has steadily deteriorated. Meanwhile, the Sword Sect was at its peak, and the Sword Sect's leader had become famous with just one battle.
He knew that his senior brother's death had nothing to do with the Sword Sect's leader. But seeing the Sword Sect's leader defeated today, and defeated by his own Xuan Sect's current junior leader, he felt so happy. If the occasion wasn't so awkward, he would have wanted to applaud.
It's true that things change over time.
In the reception room, Xiao Qingran and Luo Jiuyan were sitting high on the armchairs.
Qin Xingyu, the leader of the Sword Sect, knelt on one leg in front of Xiao Qingran, his face looking as ugly as if he was constipated.
"It's no use being unconvinced. I will make you my slave for eternity. If you want to die, go ahead and slit your own throat with the sword. I will still respect you as a man."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
