NovelEnglishAt the same time, the Demonic Blood Sword in
Ye Qingtang’s hand landed.
Clank!
The sound of clashing metal reverberated
throughout.
Ning Luo used his right arm to block it.
“Is that… the Paragon Skill!” A certain Xuanling
Sect disciple exclaimed in alarm.
A layer of frost covered Ning Luo as cold air
enshrouded him. He used his right arm that was
covered in frost to block in front of him, bearing
the force of Ye Qingtang’s sword!
“Ye Qingtang, this is the Paragon Skill… the
Frost.” Ning Luo’s lips curled up. As he spoke,
several icicles were formed in the sky and shot
down at Ye Qingtang from all angles, wanting to
pierce through Ye Qingtang.
“Paragon Skill, the Frost?” Ye Qingtang scoffed.
“It’s merely like that only.”
Then, Ye Qingtang swept her Demonic Blood
Sword across, breaking all the icicles.
“Now it’s interesting.” Ning Luo kept his sword
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtand guided the frost to form an ice pike in his
hand.
Whiz!
The ice pike was charged towards Ye Qingtang
immediately.
Ye Qingtang was not frightened at all as she
slashed it with her Demonic Blood Sword.
Boom!
As the Demonic Blood Sword clashed with the
ice pike, Ye Qingtang felt an unbearable icy air
which wanted to corrode her.
The moment the Demonic Blood Sword came
into contact with the pike, ice covered the
Demonic Blood Sword so rapidly, wanting to
seal Ye Qingtang altogether.
Slightly shocked, Ye Qingtang immediately
abandoned the Demonic Blood Sword.
As the Demonic Blood Sword fell on the ground,
the intensity of the freezing never slowed down
as the ground within ten meters from the spot
was covered by ice at a speed visible to the naked
eye.
“Ha… your reaction isn’t slow.” A playful smile
was hung on Ning Luo’s face.
If Ye Qingtang had not abandoned the Demonic
Blood Sword, she would definitely be sealed by
the ice.
Despair arose in the hearts of the Xuanling Sect
disciples when they saw how scary Ning Luo’s
Paragon Skill was.
Earlier, they actually innocently thought that
they could capture Ning Luo and bring him back
to Xuanling Sect.
If they knew this from the start, they would never
offend Ning Luo so brazenly no matter how
courageous they were.
“What moves do you still have? Show them all,”
Ye Qingtang said without emotion as she looked
at Ning Luo.
“With things as such, you still want to speak so
mightily. Ye Qingtang, you’re truly stubborn.”
Ning Luo laughed.
An imprint was formed in his hands as he spoke.
Instantly, snow floated in the sky, and an icy air
rose from the ground.
In just a moment, the coldness extended a
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmhundred meters out, and before Ye Qingtang
knew what happened, her legs were already
frozen.
“This is bad…” Ye Qingtang frowned slightly.
She originally wanted to crush the ice with her
feet and escape from it, but she realized that the
ice was as hard as steel. Feeling the disturbance of
this biting chill, the primordial gi in her body was
completely sealed and could not be used.
“Junior Sister Ye!”
Zhu Changge shouted when he noticed what
happened and flew forward, using his sword to
slash the ice on Ye Qingtang’s body.
Bang!
However, not only was this slash unable to
damage the ice the slightest bit, Zhu Changge’s
hand was numbed instead, and he was flung
several meters away from the impact.
“Junior Sister Ye, don’t be afraid. I’ll save you!”
Qin Huan leaped forward as well and condensed
all his might in his hands, hitting the ice that
rapidly froze on Ye Qingtang’s body.
“Ow…”
Similar to Zhu Changge, Qin Huan let out a
miserable cry and was flung over ten meters away
by the force of the frozen ice.
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