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Yan Qing's heart tightened, and he hurriedly sped up and turned the corner. The scene in front of him shocked him. Jing Liu stood quietly in place, as if waiting for his arrival, and under his feet lay two dead demon bodies.

Yan Qing was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth. He muttered to himself: "This... How is this possible?"

Jingliu teased, "What delayed you this time?"

Yan Qing gritted his teeth, his heart filled with resentment and anger. "Damn it!" He cursed his own mistake. However, before he could react, Jing Liu turned into a phantom again and disappeared from his sight in an instant.

[Qingque: It feels like an adult is bullying a child.]

[Xi'er: I remember the information I saw before... Jingliu is more than a thousand years old, so he is not bullying a child. ]

[Xing: He was very friendly at first, but he started to find faults after he found out that he was General Jingyuan's apprentice.]

[Hanabi: Ever since I found out it was from Jingyuan’s sect, I haven’t been in a good mood anymore, hahahaha]

[Ji Zi: As the saying goes, if you are disappointed with someone, you will be more strict with them. ]

Yan Qing gritted his teeth and sprinted at full speed, hoping to catch up with Jing Liu. But when he arrived at the next location, he saw only the corpses of demons covered with ice marks all over the ground.

Jingliu's strength far exceeded his imagination, which made him feel extremely frustrated. At this moment, Jingliu's voice came from afar:

"You have to work hard, otherwise, even if you are given a star ship, you still can't catch up with me."

Yan Qing gritted his teeth and sprinted with all his strength, but all that was left along the way were corpses of demonic Yin bodies covered in ice marks.

Jingliu's voice came from afar: "It's been a long time since I had such a good time."

Finally, Yan Qing caught up with her in an open area. At this time, Jing Liu was standing in front of a soldier whose body was larger than that of an ordinary demon, staring at it quietly. There were several younger brothers following behind this soldier, but they were all afraid to move forward and did not dare to attack easily.

Jing Liu looked at Yan Qing coldly and said calmly, "I haven't used the sword for too long. I almost provoked the evil spirit to do evil when I got excited."

After saying this, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a barely perceptible smile.

"Come on, little brother." Her voice became a little deep, with a strange emotion: "The entertainment is left to you. I will let you three moves, draw your sword, it is very rude to keep you waiting for a long time."

Yan Qing took a deep breath and said to himself: The sword follows my heart!

Along with the movement, the flying swords stabbed at the evil soldiers. The two sides fought back and forth, neither giving in, and the battle situation was in a stalemate for a while.

Jing Liu stood quietly by, watching Yan Qing's every move, and occasionally commented: "Hesitant and weak."

"Jing Yuan taught you to kill evil creatures... Did he teach you how to deal with the immortal boat people who fell into the devil's invisibility?"

"The answer is, there is no difference. A sword will penetrate the Danfu and cut off its life."

Her voice was full of disappointment and dissatisfaction. "Where is your confidence just now?" Her words were like a biting cold wind, chilling people to the bone.

After three moves, Jing Liu whispered, "It's my turn." Her figure flashed and she instantly appeared in front of the leader of the demonic body. The long sword in her hand flashed with cold light and slashed at the opponent at lightning speed.

"It should be like this, the sword is out without turning back, and one strike is sure to kill." Her swordsmanship is extremely sharp, and each sword contains endless murderous intent.

The voice echoed in the air, as if teaching Yan Qing: "Do you think swordsmanship is just a game of winning or losing? Future Sword Master?"

The evil spirits were no match for her at all, and in the blink of an eye only the last one was left.

Yan Qing gritted his teeth and shouted, "Ten Thousand Swords Come!" Countless sword lights gathered from all directions, forming a huge sword formation. He wanted to use this strongest move to prove his strength.

As countless flying swords pierced his body, the leader of the evil spirit died. Jing Liu carried Yan Qing on his back and took a deep breath to suppress the evil spirit in his heart. Then he commented: "Only the sword just now was not so disappointing."

Yan Qing looked at the ground in disappointment and muttered to himself: "I lost..."

【Yanqing: ....】

[Hanabi: Wow, this is such a disastrous defeat.]

[Xing: But, Jingliu's voice seems a little strange.]

[Dan Heng: It is the demon's Yin body...]

Jingliu's voice became increasingly wrong, and her eyes became cold and emotionless, as if she had lost her soul. Frost gradually formed on the field, and a cold atmosphere filled the air.

"The competition is not over yet, because I haven't had time to thrust my last sword, and there is no opponent left on the field..."

"The sword was unsheathed but to no avail..." She laughed a few times in a somewhat neurotic way, and the laughter echoed in the air, carrying with it endless sadness and sorrow. "Hehehe, blaspheming the will of Emperor Bow Siming is extremely ominous."

She turned her head and looked at Yan Qing with eyes as sharp as a knife. The coldness in her eyes made Yan Qing shiver. Although the surroundings were extremely cold, Yan Qing still had cold sweat on his head.

Yan Qing's eyes widened, filled with shock and fear, and he said in a trembling voice: "You..."

Jing Liu looked at Yan Qing expressionlessly and interrupted him coldly: "With your strength, even if you meet the blade, you will die." She narrowed her eyes and revealed a trace of contempt: "Compared to dying at any moment, I will give you a more decent choice - after witnessing my well-honed sword, die as a swordsman."

【March 7: Oh, Yanqing is in trouble.】

【Tingyun: Tsk tsk tsk, this is really interesting. 】

【Fu Xuan: Huanlong... How dare you show up again. 】

【Tingyun: Oh, Master Taibu, please don’t scare me. I am weak and cannot stand being scared~】

"Little brother, do you want to take my sword?"

Yan Qing felt a strong pressure that almost suffocated him. His heart kept telling him not to accept this challenge, but he couldn't say no. He could only grit his teeth and take two steps forward with all his strength, staring closely at Jing Liu.

Jingliu raised his lips slightly, and said in a low and appreciative tone: "You are so brave!"

Then she stood up, jumped high, and somersaulted in the air like a light flying bird.

At this moment, Jing Liu seemed to blend into the night and become a part of the night sky. As she moved, a several-meter-long ice blade fell like moonlight, bringing a bone-chilling chill, rushing towards Yan Qing.

Yan Qing's flying sword circled around him, forming a tight defensive circle. He held the sword tightly in his hand, his eyes solemn, as if he was ready to meet Jing Liu's attack.