Luo Qing frowned and thought for a long time before getting up and walking outside.
As he lifted the curtain, a flurry of snowflakes rushed towards him, the icy touch dispelling Luo Qing's daze.
With only enough food for three days, their time was running out, so Luo Qing did not oppose Luo Qingshuang's decisive battle. Their disadvantages were obvious; sitting and waiting for death would surely lead to defeat, but a fight might turn the tide.
"Come here, everyone. I'm here to announce something again..."
Now that things have come to this, whether we live or die depends on tomorrow's decisive battle.
Luo Qingshuang stood in the tent, listening to Luo Qing's inspiring speech, her eyes filled with coldness.
"Where are the Seven-Colored Guardians?" Luo Qingshuang shouted.
"Your subordinate is here." The seven-colored guard, who had been lying casually on the carpet, sat up, his handsome face showing his infatuation and loyalty to Luo Qingshuang.
Luo Qingshuang glanced around at the Seven-Colored Guards and said solemnly, "Tomorrow, the Palace Master will personally kill Hu Miaotian. While ensuring your own lives, try your best to eliminate the enemy's generals. Soldiers without generals are nothing but a rabble."
The seven-colored guard solemnly replied, and the tent fell into dead silence.
...
The next day.
The wind stopped and the snow ceased, and it was a rare sunny day.
The warm sunshine melted the cold snow, and the icy meltwater gradually gathered, forming a stream that meandered down from south to west.
"Knock knock knock..."
The drums and gongs sounded in unison, their booming roar shaking the heavens and resonating in the hearts of everyone present.
Ji Xiaoxiao and Luo Qingshuang were riding on horseback, about twenty meters apart.
"Have we been waiting too long for this battle?"
"Yes, we've been waiting for too long."
The two looked at each other in silence, their faint smiles appearing on their faces.
"kill……."
As Ji Xiaoxiao and Luo Qingshuang's roars resounded throughout the heavens and earth, the soldiers on both sides moved.
This is the final battle; we'll fight to the death.
The soldiers on both sides were bloodthirsty, fearless of pain and death, cutting down any who came, and chopping down two at a time. Before long, on the plains outside Tongluo Town, limbs and severed bodies lay scattered, their owners indistinguishable, rivers of blood flowed, and cries of agony filled the air, creating a scene like a ghostly realm.
Ji Xiaoxiao and Luo Qingshuang stared at each other without moving. Suddenly, the two disappeared from their horses, followed by a series of loud explosions.
"Those who want to live, stay away from the Emperor!" General Li shouted at the soldiers.
Luo Qingyi didn't want his soldiers to die at Luo Qingshuang's hands, so he hurriedly ordered a retreat.
You left, and so did I. A strange, empty patch appeared on the densely packed plain.
"Luo Qingshuang, your power has increased so much. Did you take some kind of powerful tonic?"
"I don't have any potent tonics, but do you want some, old man?"
Ji Xiaoxiao nodded slightly, surprised, "A gentleman does not take what others cherish, and besides, I have no interest in that. Palace Master Luo, please keep it and eat it yourself!"
Luo Qingshuang was not annoyed by Ji Xiaoxiao's sarcasm, but she increased the force of her blows.
Ji Xiaoxiao appeared relaxed, even having the leisure to tease Luo Qingshuang, but inwardly she was quite shocked. In just seven or eight months, Luo Qingshuang's internal strength cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds, a world apart from what it had been before.
"Could that old man in her hand really be a powerful tonic? One pill can increase one's internal strength by a hundred years?" Ji Xiaoxiao wondered foolishly. "Should I get one too?"
"Take this!" Taking advantage of Ji Xiaoxiao's momentary lapse in concentration, Luo Qingshuang unleashed a fierce and deadly attack.
The situation was critical, and Ji Xiaoxiao could not afford to be distracted.
Ji Xiaoxiao dodged to the side and then used her Black Tiger Heart-Piercing Move to aim straight for Luo Qingshuang's heart.
Luo Qingshuang reacted quickly, pressing down with one hand and deflecting Ji Xiaoxiao's attack route.
Ji Xiaoxiao was not discouraged. She quickly retreated five or six meters. Her hands were as soft as if they had no bones, and as fast as lightning. Her afterimages overlapped to form a lotus flower.
Luo Qingshuang knew Ji Xiaoxiao was preparing a powerful move. She also retreated a few meters, stomped her right foot, and a bone-chilling cold aura surged from her body. To outsiders, it appeared as if a bewitching figure was dancing gracefully within the white, frigid mist. Her movements were exquisite, every gesture exuding boundless charm, alluring and seductive, enough to tempt one to commit a crime.
The two had very little time to prepare, only three or four seconds in the eyes of most people.
A sudden gust of wind arose on the battlefield, exclusively for Ji Xiaoxiao and Luo Qingshuang, stirring up a sky filled with the stench of blood.
Ji Xiaoxiao tossed the illusory white lotus into the air, and the lotus suddenly grew larger, crashing down on Luo Qingshuang's head. Luo Qingshuang neither dodged nor evaded, and the Enchanting Dance stopped, with nine black shadows shooting rapidly towards Ji Xiaoxiao. Both of them were madmen, only attacking and not defending.
The nine black shadows were formed from Luo Qingshuang's solidified internal energy, impervious to pain and fear. When the time came, they could even self-destruct, unexpectedly injuring their enemies. Ji Xiaoxiao held her own against the nine shadows with her bare fists, but she was unaware that Luo Qingshuang had other plans.
"Boom... Boom... Boom..."
Nine dark figures self-destructed one after another. Ji Xiaoxiao was unable to escape in time and could only endure the destruction.
Before Luo Qingshuang could even rejoice, a lotus flower descended from the sky above her head, its tightly closed petals unfurling to reveal a stamen that looked just like a real flower. The stamen suddenly lengthened, its tendrils instantly entangling Luo Qingshuang. Initially preoccupied with casting Nine Shadows, Luo Qingshuang reacted, but by then the lotus had already swallowed her whole, its petals quickly closing, cutting off her escape route.
The lotus rose into the sky, shrinking little by little, as if to crush Luo Qingshuang into mincemeat. Luo Qingshuang drew the soft sword from her waist and unleashed the ultimate sword technique of the "Enchanting Path"—Sword Piercing the Sky.
One was shrinking inward, while the other was expanding outward. Lotus was exhausted in the tug-of-war with Luo Qingshuang, and her figure was almost transparent. Luo Qingshuang was about to break through successfully.
"Cough cough cough..." Ji Xiaoxiao spat out a mouthful of blood. Before she could wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, she shouted, "Wrathful Vajra, Bodhisattva-like Eyebrows, Explode!"
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