Yaoguang Fairy Path

The tall male cultivator smiled smugly, a hint of lust flashing in his eyes. He echoed, "Brother, you're right. We're both blessed today. This one belongs to me, and the one lying on the ground belongs to you..."

Their voices echoed through the valley, filled with evil and greed.

However, Ye Shuyao remained unmoved. Her eyes were firm and cold, as if they could penetrate the diffuse mist and pierce directly into people's hearts.

The murderous intent in her heart grew even stronger. These two wandering cultivators were nothing but greedy plunderers who tried to satisfy their selfish desires by killing people and stealing treasures.

Her eyes were like ice, cold and firm, as if foreshadowing a stormy battle to come.

The two wandering cultivators also felt unprecedented fear and anxiety under this gaze.

Ye Shuyao's eyes were filled with frost. She snorted coldly, her voice revealing endless anger and determination. The Ice Soul Sword in her hand instantly emitted a sharp sword intent. Her first move was a killing move. Every step she took was on ice and frost, making the entire valley seem to be shrouded in a chill.

She quickly formed seals and activated the third level of the Ice Heart Technique - Ice and Snow Coming.

The valley that was sunny a second ago was now filled with flying snowflakes the next moment. These snowflakes were not ordinary things, but as sharp as blades. They flew in the air and cut towards the two male cultivators.

The two male cultivators were caught off guard by the sudden attack and they screamed and tried to dodge the sharp snowflakes.

However, these frost flowers seemed to have spirits and followed them closely, and no matter how they tried to hide, they could not escape.

The short male cultivator shouted in horror: "What the hell is this thing? It's so cold!" There were several cuts on his face, and blood was flowing.

The tall male cultivator was also in a mess. He struggled to fight back, but Ye Shuyao's attack was like a tide, leaving him with no power to fight back.

He felt extremely regretful. If they had known that this female cultivator was so powerful, they would not have set their sights on her.

Under Ye Shuyao's cold and resolute attack, the two casual cultivators finally revealed their weaknesses.

They did not have the profound foundation like the sect disciples, and they did not have any defensive magic weapons that could withstand Ye Shuyao's powerful attack.

When the short male cultivator faced Ye Shuyao's ice and snow, he finally couldn't bear the huge pressure. He trembled all over, his legs went soft, and he knelt on the ground.

He kowtowed repeatedly, his voice trembling with fear: "Fairy, spare my life. I will never dare to do it again. Please let me go!"

However, the tall male cultivator chose another path. Seeing the situation was not good, he knew he had hit a wall, so he quickly transformed his spiritual power into a protective shield, attempting to escape this dangerous battlefield.

But there was no fluctuation in Ye Shuyao's eyes. She had only one goal - to kill them.

She continued to swing the Ice Soul Sword in her hand. Every swing was accompanied by an icy sword energy, which turned into countless snowflakes and flew towards the two male cultivators.

The snowflakes fluttered in the air, like sharp blades, ruthlessly cutting the shields of the two male cultivators.

Under Ye Shuyao's continuous attacks, the shields of the two male cultivators finally couldn't hold on and shattered one after another.

Finally, under her powerful attack, the two male cultivators fell to the ground, unable to move anymore. At this moment, their eyes were filled with fear and unwillingness, but all this could not change their fate of failure.