Traveling through another world to stir the emperor's heart

The once majestic guards were now like antelopes being chased by cheetahs, fleeing in all directions and difficult to resist.

Feng Qingyue and Su Jin's figures moved through the darkness like ghosts, cold and efficient, taking away a life with every swing of their swords.

The enemies on the battlefield gradually thinned out, but suddenly, the air seemed to change, and a more powerful aura was quietly approaching.

Feng Qingyue's eyes were as sharp as a knife, her pupils shrank slightly, and she whispered, "Here it comes."

Before he finished speaking, a man in a dark robe walked out slowly from the darkness. The air around him seemed to be weighed down by his arrival.

It was the leader of the Dark Hall. His steps were neither hurried nor slow, but his eyes were filled with cold murderous intent.

He looked around at his fallen men and sneered, "Finally."

Feng Qingyue smiled slightly, and the blade of her sword lightly brushed past a corpse: "You seem to be a little rude."

The hall master glanced at the two of them, a hint of doubt in his cold eyes: "Who are you?"

Feng Qingyue stood up straight, her smile still calm, a hint of teasing in her eyes: "You are the leader of the Dark Hall, right?"

"That's right." The hall master responded coldly, his tone full of majesty.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and said calmly, "Who are you? Why did you break into the Dark Hall and kill people wantonly?"

Feng Qingyue chuckled, her tone carrying a threat that could not be ignored: "You send people to look for me every day, but I never see you come in person. Today I have no choice but to come to you in person."

The hall master snorted coldly, his eyes revealing disdain and threat: "You are the Pavilion Master of the Sky Dome Pavilion, so that's how it is. I haven't even come to find you, but you've come to me seeking death."

A cold glint flashed in Feng Qingyue's eyes, but a confident smile still lingered on her lips. "I have no grudges against your Dark Hall. I wonder why the Hall Master is so determined to find me?"

The hall master's face suddenly changed, and anger flashed in his eyes: I take money from people and help them get rid of disasters.

He suppressed his anger and continued in a cold voice, "Master of the Sky Dome Pavilion, do you think you can change anything by standing here? Today, I will make you understand who is the master of this world."

Feng Qingyue's eyes grew fiercer. Her fingers moved slightly, flicking the blade lightly. "Your so-called 'master' is nothing but a joke. The Dark Hall is nothing but a bunch of ants. How dare you accept an order to kill me?"

Murderous intent suddenly appeared in the hall master's eyes, and the atmosphere around him suddenly became tense, as if the air was frozen because of his anger.

"How dare you, a woman, be so arrogant? Today, I will let you know what destiny is."

Feng Qingyue remained unmoved and continued to smile.

He swung his sword, and the tip of the sword cut through the air, making a sharp sound. "Do you think your threats can scare me? Today, it's not certain who will stand at the top."

The murderous intent in the hall master's eyes grew stronger, and he suddenly slapped Feng Qingyue with his palm. The energy radiated out in all directions, and the air vibrated.

A hint of coldness flashed in Feng Qingyue's eyes. She did not retreat at all. She flashed and easily avoided the hall master's attack.

"Hall Master, is this the fastest you can go?" Feng Qingyue's voice remained calm, but the threat in her tone was obvious.

The hall master's face was gloomy. He snorted coldly and waved his hand to attract the surrounding airflow, instantly forming a strong air pressure and distorting the air.

Feng Qingyue felt the oppression, her eyes became more determined, her body was as agile as the wind, and she suddenly rushed towards the hall master.

Her figure flashed across the battlefield like lightning, so fast that even the air could not follow.

The hall master's face changed, and he waved his hand to condense a dark beam of light to meet Feng Qingyue's attack.

The oppressive feeling in the air grew stronger, as if even the sky was moved.

Feng Qingyue smiled slightly, raised the long sword in her hand, and the sword energy directly met the black light column.

The moment the two collided, a deafening roar sounded like thunder, the air around them exploded instantly, sand and rocks flew everywhere, and the high walls of the Dark Hall trembled under this huge force.

A hint of surprise flashed in the hall master's eyes. He didn't expect that Feng Qingyue's power was so strong that she could compete with him head-on.

However, his sneer did not disappear, but became even more intense.

Then, he waved his hand to attract the surrounding black air again, and the black shadows rushed towards Feng Qingyue like a tide.

A cold light flashed in Feng Qingyue's eyes, and she retreated quickly, swung her sword to cut through the black air, and quickly avoided the hall master's attack again.

Her eyes became sharper, and with a slight spin of the sword, she pounced on the hall master again without hesitation.

"Hall Master, your attack is nothing more than this." Feng Qingyue's voice was like the frost of winter, cold and resolute. "Today, either you die or I live."

The hall master's face was completely gloomy. He sneered, and the murderous intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger: "Pavilion Master, today I will let you know what true hell is!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he formed seals with his hands, and the black airflow condensed into a huge whirlwind around him, with an oppressive air pressure.

In an instant, the black storm swept around, swallowing up the environment.

Feng Qingyue frowned slightly, knowing that the hall master's attack had become more dangerous.

She was not afraid at all, but became more focused. She gripped her sword tightly, leaped up suddenly, and used the wind from the storm to rush towards the hall master.

Every time he swung the sword, the sword energy tore through the air like thunder, and the surrounding black air exploded.

The hall master snorted coldly, and the black whirlwind instantly transformed into countless shadow blades, stabbing towards Feng Qingyue's vitals.

A cold light flashed in Feng Qingyue's eyes, and she danced with her long sword, cutting through the shadow blades around her one by one. The sword light flickered, and the sword energy was as fierce as thunder.

"Break it for me!" Feng Qingyue roared, and the sword energy shot out like thunder breaking through the air, hitting the hall master's chest.

A trace of panic flashed in the hall master's eyes. He hurriedly raised his arms, and the black energy turned into a thick shield to try to block Feng Qingyue's attack.

However, the power of the sword energy had arrived, and the sword light hit the shield like thunder. With a loud bang, the black shield collapsed instantly, and the sword energy hit the hall master's chest directly like a bamboo breaking force.

The hall master suddenly stepped back, his face pale, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, shock and anger flashing in his eyes: "You... actually managed to hurt me!"

Feng Qingyue's smile was still cold, the tip of the sword was slightly raised, and blood dripped like beads.

She didn't care about the hall master's reaction and said softly, "Is this what you call 'destiny'? It's nothing more than that."

A flash of rage appeared in the hall master's eyes. He gritted his teeth and quickly formed seals with his hands. The black energy surged again, and the air was filled with murderous intent and oppression.

Feng Qingyue's eyes narrowed slightly, knowing that the hall master was about to launch a fatal attack.

"Are you unwilling?" Feng Qingyue smiled lightly, and raised her sword finger slightly. A light blue light flashed on the sword, carrying a sense of righteousness.

"In that case, don't blame me." Her voice was like thunder, carrying an irresistible momentum.

The hall master's aura surged, and the black energy turned into a huge black cloud, pressing down fiercely on Feng Qingyue.

A cold light flashed in Feng Qingyue's eyes, and her body suddenly accelerated, turning into a beam of light and shadow, rushing straight towards the hall master.

The sword energy came like thunder, pointing directly at the hall master's chest.

A trace of fear flashed in the hall master's eyes, but it was too late to react.

Feng Qingyue's sword energy penetrated his defense and pierced straight into his chest.

"You lost." Feng Qingyue's voice was as cold as ice.

The hall master's face was pale, and his eyes were filled with fear and regret.

His body trembled like a candle in the wind, and finally, as the power of Feng Qingyue's sword energy penetrated deeper, the hall master's body trembled violently like a candle in the wind, and finally fell to the ground with a bang.

His eyes were filled with unconcealable fear and regret, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he gradually lost all his dignity and vitality.

The leader of the Dark Hall fell under Feng Qingyue's sword and completely lost the ability to control and dominate everything.

The atmosphere around was eerily silent, as if all the sounds on the battlefield had vanished.

Feng Qingyue stood in front of the unconscious hall master, the sword in her hand still emitting a cold glow.

She raised her head slightly, a hint of indifference and determination in her eyes.

"What you said and your current fate are such a great irony." Feng Qingyue said softly, her voice cold but with an overwhelming power.