Xiuxian: Beautiful Women Like Clouds

This kiss was extremely heart-wrenching. Qianrou's beautiful eyes were blurred, her pretty face was hot, her breathing became more rapid, and her delicate body almost collapsed in Lu Hao's arms.

"Qian Rou, your master asked you to go up and kill him, not to show off your affection!" Master Wan Jian was furious, his beard standing up in anger.

Qian Rou ignored him and still hugged Lu Hao's neck, refusing to let go. The two were still kissing passionately, their lips and teeth tightly entangled together.

"If you still refuse to change your ways, don't blame me for taking action myself." Master Wanjian's voice rang out here like a huge bell, and even the air began to shake violently.

"Fellow Daoist Wanjian, you are forcing your own disciple to kill the person he loves with his own hands. This is probably against the will of heaven and human ethics." An old man stepped out of the void and spoke slowly. He was obviously a strong man of the same era as Master Wanjian.

"What do you know? Rou'er can only kill the person she loves with her own hands. Only in this way can her Tao heart become stronger and she can achieve the supreme Tao in the future!" Master Wanjian snorted coldly and said disapprovingly.

When Qian Rou heard that her master was going to die personally, although she was extremely reluctant, she still separated from Lu Hao, because she knew her master's ruthless methods too well. If Lu Hao fell into the hands of the other party, he would probably be refined into a soul and would never be reborn.

In the fierce battle that followed, Qian Rou continued to show mercy and did not kill Lu Hao, and the fight was dragged on again and again.

"Rou'er, since you can't make up your mind, your master will lend you a helping hand." Master Wanjian murmured, and then suddenly closed his eyes and chanted a mysterious and obscure spell.

He created the Ten Thousand Swords Technique based on the Sword Cliff Stele. Out of selfish motives, he added a special spell into it that could temporarily affect the minds of all cultivators who practiced the Ten Thousand Swords Technique.

"Lu Hao, I'm going to be serious!" Qian Rou was affected, her eyes suddenly glowed with a strange red light, and the warmth on her face gradually turned cold.

"Oh my God, how strong is Qianrou? She wasn't even at her full strength before." Many cultivators couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

"Do you think Lu Hao has also used his full strength? In fact, both of them are holding back, but they should use their full strength next time." Tian Fen said with deep eyes.

Qian Rou's delicate body lightly rose into the air and hovered above the shimmering lake. The breeze blew her red, crystal-clear hair, making her look like a beautiful painting. However, at this moment, she exuded a cold murderous intent.

"Ten Thousand Swords Technique, the first move, Yellow Spring Sword Intent!" Qian Rousu's white hands formed a series of extremely mysterious sword techniques, each of which contained the rhyme of Tao. In an instant, a river of blood condensed out, emitting a creepy aura.

Through Qianrou's manipulation, the blood river seemed to come alive and kept spinning around her.

"Yellow Spring Sword Intent!" The spiritual power in Lu Hao's body surged, and he also pinched the sword technique and performed the Ten Thousand Swords Technique. The blood river fell like a waterfall, and sharp sword energy burst out from it.

"Boom!" The two rivers of blood collided with each other, making a loud noise. Lu Hao was pushed back dozens of steps and finally spat out a mouthful of blood.

"The second move of the Ten Thousand Swords Technique is the vast ocean!" Qian Rou pinched the magic formula, and instantly a vast ocean appeared above her head. Every time the sea rose and fell, it would stir up huge waves of several thousand meters high, which were filled with dense sword energy, which was very shocking.

Lu Hao also used the second move of the Ten Thousand Swords Technique, Boundless Sea, to fight back, but he was still defeated. He retreated more than ten steps again and spat out three mouthfuls of blood in succession. The bright red blood kept sliding down his black clothes.

And when Qian Rou used the Ten Thousand Swords Transformation Dragon Technique, everyone was shocked. It was a five-clawed golden dragon. Its body was so huge that it almost occupied half of the sky. There was a look of contempt in its huge eyes.

Although Lu Hao also used the Ten Thousand Swords Transforming into Dragons, he was still knocked away, spitting blood from his mouth and his breath became weak.

"This is my good disciple!" When Master Wanjian saw that Lu Hao was beaten without any chance of defense, he burst into laughter.

Lu Hao was indeed not as strong as Qian Rou, who had lived for thousands of years, and was at a complete disadvantage.

"It's time to give this little beast the final blow and end the battle!" Master Wanjian raised a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, as if announcing that the outcome was already determined.

"Kill!" Qian Rou's expression was cold, like an emotionless ice fairy. She was light and swift, flying across the lake. She stabbed Lu Hao's chest with a sword. The air around her made a sharp sound of breaking through the air. This sword contained all her strength.

"Kill!" Lu Hao also roared, as if lamenting the unfairness of fate. The long sword in his hand burst out with thousands of rays of light and also stabbed towards Qian Rou's chest.

At this moment, the two seemed to be caught in the vortex of fate. Unless one of them died, no one could escape the shackles of fate.

"Puff!" Blood splattered everywhere, and Lu Hao's body fell limply. His chest was ruthlessly pierced by the long sword, and a large amount of blood spurted out.

Qian Rou's face was splashed with hot blood, and the red light in her eyes disappeared. She seemed to wake up from a nightmare. She looked at her hands stained with Lu Hao's blood, stumbling all over, her eyes full of fear and disbelief.

"No...!" Qian Rou let out a loud cry of grief, the sound seemed to come from the depths of her soul, her tears of pain gushed out like a spring, flowing down her pretty face.

Her cries echoed in the silent battlefield, the sound of a lovestruck woman's heartbreaking cry.

"This sword strike was perfect!" At this moment, Master Wanjian's hearty laughter echoed in the square.

In a quiet green bamboo house in the distance, Qin Miaoyin was holding the Lingxi jade pendant in her delicate hand. This was a token of her and Lu Hao's past, carrying the beautiful memories between them. Suddenly, she heard a crisp sound. She hurriedly lowered her head and saw a crack suddenly appeared on the fiery red Lingxi jade pendant.

"Is Cang Yun...dead?" Qin Miaoyin said in a trembling voice, as if she couldn't believe what she saw. In an instant, tears welled up in her eyes, her eyes blurred, and her world began to collapse.

"Whoever killed him, I want that person to die ten thousand times!" Qin Miaoyin's voice suddenly became sharp, with endless grief and anger. The flames of hatred spread wildly in her heart, making her lose her mind.

The next moment, Qin Miaoyin's whole body was out of control, and an extremely terrifying force surged out of her body. In an instant, everything around her was reduced to ashes. It was a force so powerful that it made people despair.