After traveling through time, I became a princess in ancient times

The night quietly drew its curtain, the dawn broke, the snow stopped and the sky cleared, the world covered in silver seemed even clearer.

Xia Yurou's body suddenly turned, as if she was performing an invisible dance. The sword outlined crystal clear ice flowers, as if even the air was split in half by the sharp sword energy.

Ren Chennan's eyes were almost spitting fire as he stared at her angrily, his overwhelming hatred seeming to penetrate every inch of the air.

He kicked the ground suddenly, and his body jumped up. The Meteor Gun drew a series of brilliant silver arcs in the air, passing by his ears with a sharp whistling sound.

Countless gun shadows overlapped, covering the surroundings tightly, trying to engulf her in an endless hail of bullets.

The Fengming Sword made a clear sound, and dazzling sparks burst out every time the sword tip collided with the gun tip.

He was a little overwhelmed by the sword moves of the Demon Concubine. Amid Ren Chennan's roar, the Meteor Spear suddenly glowed with silver light and turned into endless spear shadows, sweeping over like an overwhelming force.

The essence of this move, Falling Galaxy, is to kill with one strike, and it can swallow the enemy in the dazzling galaxy, making it impossible to escape.

Xia Yurou looked solemn at this devastating blow, but she was not panicked at all. The internal energy in her body surged like a river, the sword hummed, and the soft white light became even more dazzling.

The specially made phoenix robe floated in the cold wind, and the tip of the sword lightly touched the void and then swung out suddenly. It was the ultimate secret comprehended by the peak master - 'Phoenix Nirvana, Sword Dances in the Sky'!

As her body spun lightly, the sword lights gradually gathered into a phoenix spreading its wings to fly. The phoenix circled and the sword lights weaved like a weave. Each sword light accurately met the dense gun shadows. The two collided violently in the air, erupting with dazzling light and roar, as if the heaven and earth changed color.

The vast shadows of guns, like the galaxy of stars, cut through the sky in the morning light, with an incomparable might, wanting to devour all obstacles, and the piercing screams made people feel uneasy.

The circling sword light of the phoenix is like a god descending from the nine heavens, and the sword light contains pure spiritual power.

Wherever the sword passed, it left a crystal clear ice mark, cutting the surrounding space into pieces.

The phoenix spreads its wings and the sword dances in the sky, which is not only the ultimate display of swordsmanship, but also a symbol of Xia Yurou's inner determination.

The violent collision of the two huge energies burst out with dazzling light, like the falling of stars or the blooming of fireworks, and the vast world of snow was embellished with dazzling brilliance.

Those with low cultivation levels were so shocked that they could not stand. Commander Zhang quickly reached out to support the emperor who had no cultivation levels at all.

"Demon Concubine, you forced me to do this."

Ren Chennan shouted angrily, his whole body of true energy boiling. Suddenly, a giant silver dragon appeared at the tip of the spear and soared into the sky. The dragon's body coiled and coiled, accompanied by a dragon roar. Its scales flashed silver light, as if it could see through all the vanity in the world.

Seeing this situation, Xia Yurou did not dare to be careless at all. The sword trembled slightly, and then a dazzling white light shot up into the sky and turned into a holy white phoenix, with its wings spread out to cover the sky and the sun.

The white phoenix cried loudly, and the sound waves carried the power to purify all filth. It hovered above its master's head, facing the silver dragon from a distance. The air between the two seemed to be solidified by this power, and time slowed down at this moment.

The fierce battle between Shadow Dragon and White Phoenix drew the stagnant wind and snow between heaven and earth into this unprecedented battle.

The shadow dragon roared, releasing destructive energy.

The White Phoenix was light and agile, and as it spread its wings, it cast bits of purifying light in an attempt to weaken the Shadow Dragon's power.

A dragon and a phoenix kept colliding in the air, accompanied by deafening dragon roars and phoenix cries, and even the imperial city trembled.

However, the cry of the white phoenix became louder and louder, and the holy light on its wings drew a dazzling light track in the morning light, dispersing the silver light surrounding its body.

The shadow dragon was not willing to be outdone. Its roar shook the sky, and its huge body carried a power in the void that was enough to shake the mountains.

The battle between the dragon and the phoenix is no longer just a contest of master power, but also a collision of strong wills.

The wind and snow had stopped suddenly, but the fight between the dragon and the phoenix had cast a doomsday-like color over this world.

Ren Chennan wanted to eliminate this beautiful woman who brought disaster to the country and the people, and the hatred in his heart was as fierce as wildfire.

The silver dragon seemed to sense the master's artistic conception, and with a loud roar, its body twisted and circled in the air, as if it wanted to tear the world beneath it apart to relieve the hatred in its heart.

Xia Yurou stood in the void, surrounded by white phoenixes, her eyes were clear and firm, and the sharp sword energy contained the determination to protect.

This battle is not just about personal grudges, but also about the safety of the prince and the blood feud of Wanwan Jiang's family.

The cry of the white phoenix formed an indestructible barrier, which dissipated the dragon's breath and gun shadows that attempted to invade one by one.

Under the full force of its master, the domineering Meteor Spear made the silver dragon roar, almost tearing the air apart. However, Xia Yurou's peak Grandmaster cultivation was like the unfathomable ocean. No matter how strong the wind and waves were, they could not shake it in the slightest.

She moved slightly, her phoenix robe fluttering in the wind, and she gently waved the Fengming Sword in her hand. The air seemed to be smoothed by an invisible hand. The silver dragon's violent attack was instantly restrained by the delicate sword net, and the white sword light cut off the trajectory of the dragon's breath.

As the silver dragon struggled, it swept its tail across, stirring up snow and wind all over the ground in an attempt to win by sheer quantity. However, Xia Yurou was like a fairy from the Ninth Heaven who had descended to earth. As the sword light flashed, it actually outlined a pattern of the phoenix's nirvana in the air. The collision of the sword light and the dragon's tail was still accompanied by the deafening roar of dragons and phoenixes, as if heaven and earth were resonating with each other.

The dragon head was cut off and the void trembled. The moment the silver dragon shattered, the silver light suddenly dimmed, leaving behind a void of silence.

Ren Chennan's figure looked particularly embarrassed after the silver dragon disappeared. He covered his chest tightly with his left hand, and blood flowed out from between his fingers, staining his clothes red, reflecting the unwillingness in his heart.

He was trembling slightly, the anger on his face was replaced by severe pain, and he staggered a few steps, leaving footprints of varying depths on the snow under his feet. Each step seemed to carry a thousand pounds of pressure.

That sword shook Commander Zhang's heart. He thought he was the strongest among the masters, but he didn't expect to witness two sets of shocking skills in his lifetime.

One is the Qiankun Palm, a fusion of yin and yang by the descendants of the Jiang family, and the other is the sword moves of the princess with super strong sword intent.

The peerless beauty with her sword pointing to the sky stood in the void, surrounded by white light, as inviolable as a goddess.

The Fengming Sword flashed with a cold light and pointed directly at Ren Chennan's throat. The tip of the sword seemed to have condensed a thousand pounds of strength, and seemed to contain endless wind and frost. The atmosphere around them instantly became very solemn.

The emperor, who was standing in the hallway, suddenly shouted, "Princess Bei, wait a minute, you can't kill him."

Xia Yurou looked at the emperor in confusion, but she did not put down the Fengming Sword in her hand, nor did she relax her vigilance.

At this moment, Ren Chennan laughed strangely, and the corners of his mouth stained with blood looked even more ferocious: "Demon Concubine, you can't kill me. No one in this world dares to take my life."

This provocation made her very unhappy. She pressed the tip of the sword down slightly, leaving a tiny blood mark on Ren Chennan's neck.

As a concubine, she finally sheathed her sword, as if the life-and-death confrontation just now was just a game.