Sword One Divine Skill·Frost Sword Qi!

On the blurred face of the Ghost Bearer, red light radiated from his eyes.

He swung his large hands, attempting to repeat his old trick, but…

Dispelling Sword Qi?

You really dare to dream!

With a "swoosh," the Ghost Bearer's hand was cleanly sliced off by the sharp Sword Qi!

A black mist enveloped the area as the Ghost Bearer's cries of pain echoed through the night sky.

His momentary distraction sealed the fate of the Ghost Bearer.

In front of a Sword Cultivator who killed without blinking, you couldn't afford even a moment's relaxation, for the consequences were extremely severe.

The cries of the Ghost Bearer abruptly ceased, as numerous flying swords struck from all directions, piercing through the giant's body.

Each flying sword trailed black misty streaks that crisscrossed with the night sky.

"Thud! Thud! Thud…"

A series of muffled sounds abruptly rang out.

Several Ghost Bearers hurried over, leaping high, lunging towards the Human Clan woman in the night sky.

Chen Jingjing was certain in her heart—her plan had succeeded!

With a sweep of her hand, she released fifteen illusory sword shadows, cascading down everywhere.

The sword shadows moved with astonishing speed, landing on the village roads, the tops of adobe houses, and inside a large estate...

The moment the fifteen sword shadows touched the ground, they transformed into fifteen figures, all of them Chen Jingjing!

Wait, fifteen?

Everyone knew that Jiang Grade Divine Skill·Sword Dance Clear Shadow could summon up to sixteen figures.

But Chen Jingjing had only sent out fifteen shadows, which meant…

Chen Jingjing had a backup plan!

She had already activated another figure, hidden somewhere unknown.

And that figure was probably aimed at guarding against Yan Zhi!

When Divine Technique·Sword Dance Clear Shadow reached the Jiang grade, disciples of Sword One could freely move among the figures!

Why was Divine·Sword One ranked first among the gods of Da Xia?

The effectiveness of her divine skill was outrageously powerful!

Even the formidable Night Charm could at most divide into three.

Look at the followers of Sword One!

She could singlehandedly form a group, waving her hand, and fill the battlefield with her images…

"Swoosh~swoosh!"

The dispersed figures attacked simultaneously, flinging countless sword Qi into the night sky!

The flightless Ghost Bearers became mere lambs to the slaughter.

At that moment, an anomaly occurred!

Chen Jingjing, standing in the night sky, suddenly trembled, unable to move.

A pale, slender hand quietly lifted the curtain of the large ghost palanquin.

And in Yan Zhi's hand, she held a small paper mache man.

These useless bearers made their mistress lose her patience.

River Realm·Yan Zhi finally made her move!

And when she moved, it was to kill!

Yan Zhi didn't crush the paper mache man; her thumb pressed down on its face.

"Hum~"

In the night sky, Chen Jingjing's flesh and blood body abruptly turned into an illusion.

This Sword One Believer's true body appeared on the roof of an adobe house, replacing one of the illusions.

At the same time, the illusion of Chen Jingjing in the night sky had her face crushed in.

Her head was gradually flattened by Yan Zhi.

The scene was terribly horrifying!

If Yan Zhi's target had been Lu Ran and the others instead...

The consequences would have been unimaginable!

"Hiss!!"

Yan Zhi suddenly screamed horrifically, her voice piercingly shrill.

Her scream bewildered Chen Jingjing!

What happened?

The answer was... Lu Jiang had taken action!

The two of them had been covertly controlling their sword and blade with their minds, stealthily slipping down a large tree, skimming the ground, crossing the dirt walls, and circling around half of the Desolate Village.

The chaotic nocturnal battlefield provided perfect cover for a blade and a sword.

Lu Ran understood that the seemingly soft red fabric on the ghost palanquin had astonishing defensive power and was not something that others could easily lift.

He could only wait for the bride inside to lift the curtain herself.

By then, a pair of Divine Weapons were deployed on the road beside the ghost palanquin, closely next to a dirt wall, ready to strike.

And when Yan Zhi lifted the curtain, Lu Ran's eyes narrowed, and the Dawn Blade suddenly burst forth!

The Cold Night Sword picked up on its companion's movement and swiftly followed.

"Zi!"

Blade into flesh!

The Dawn Blade directly pierced through Yan Zhi's hand and aimed for her head.

"Ah!!" Yan Zhi screamed, retracting her hand.

And just before the soft curtain fell, the Cold Night Sword also pierced in.

Lu Ran clenched his fist, staring at the big red palanquin, and uttered a single word: "Kill!"

He indeed had excellent sight, but he couldn't see through the ghost palanquin, so he had to listen with his ears.

Suddenly,

The bride screamed repeatedly, the big red palanquin swayed left and right, shaking continuously.

Lu Ran's initial murderous intent turned to a puzzling expression.

This...?

Why did it feel like something was wrong?

"Hu!!"

Suddenly, an energy surge in the night sky caused the temperature around to plummet.

Lu Ran abruptly lifted his head, only to see a colossal sword shadow appear, spreading endless frost across heaven and earth.

He slightly opened his mouth, looking down to see Chen Jingjing standing on an adobe house, with one hand raised as if inviting the heavens.

Sword One Divine Skill·Frost Cold Nine Provinces!

"Hu!!"

Yan Zhi's face twisted as she was flung from the big red palanquin.

And in the night sky, the incredible sword shadow had already cleaved down.

To cut Yan Zhi?

Not just that!

Together with the big red palanquin and the not-so-wide village dirt road, all were within the range of the sword's slash.

"Hiss!!"

Yan Zhi abruptly looked up, her eyes bulging, and her blood-stained hand raised upwards.

The Big Red Robe was lifted high, creating a massive wave of red.

The majestic sword shadow struck heavily down, Frost Cold Nine Provinces!

"Oh my gosh!" Si Xianxian clung to the thick branches, dumbfoundedly watching.

She had even anticipated what it would be like when the sword touched the wedding dress, a moment of earth-shattering impact.

Yet, someone stole the show...

"Go!!" Lu Ran clenched at the air, pulling hard backward.

Inside the big red palanquin, the brilliance was dazzling!

As the red curtain flew high due to the bride being thrown out, the Dawn Blade and Cold Night Sword lunged rapidly, stabbing directly at Yan Zhi.

"Zi! Zi!"

Before the Frost Giant Sword touched the Red Wedding Dress, the pair of Divine Weapons pierced through Yan Zhi's body under the lifted hem.

Yan Zhi's pupils dilated violently!

"Hu~"

A figure flew out from inside Yan Zhi.

Evil Technique·Paper Substitute!

The overwhelming red wave quietly dissipated, and Frost Cold Nine Provinces fell swiftly.

"Boom!!"

The ground trembled, air waves billowed.

Houses on either side of the street were thoroughly shattered.

The figure that had just switched places with Yan Zhi was brutally obliterated.

Lu Ran opened his Pupil of the Dead World, seeing the rapidly ice-sealed village and also observing Yan Zhi's remaining Dead Soul standing in place.

In an instant, Lu Ran felt greatly relieved!

"Hiss! Hiss!!"

Yan Zhi's features contorted, she screamed piercingly, causing Lu Ran's eardrums to ache.

She seemed yet to realize that she was already dead.

Or perhaps, Yan Zhi did not want to accept such an outcome.

She flailed about, still trying to swing her Big Red Robe.

"Hiss!"

Suddenly, she turned around, only then realizing a force was pulling her towards the center of the Desolate Village.

Yan Zhi's Dead Soul, dead set on the crooked-necked tree.

Then, she saw a Human Clan youth part the dense branches, revealing his true face.

Yan Zhi's expression froze!

The previously frantic struggle, now calmly subsided.

Closer, even closer...

Yan Zhi's eyes gleamed with endless craving, her hands stretched out as if to embrace Lu Ran tightly.

However, those ethereal palms kept retracting, continuously merging into Lu Ran's pupils.

"Hiss! Hiss!!"

Yan Zhi's Dead Soul became frantic, screaming vehemently before finally vanishing.

Lu Ran felt the Dead Soul entering the God Demon Sculpture Garden, and he couldn't help but purse his lips.

A River Realm Dead Soul was definitely a great nourishment!

"Hu~"

On the village dirt road, the majestic sword shadow disappeared without a trace, leaving only frost spreading across the land.

As the frost and snow hit his face, Lu Ran subconsciously closed his eyes, one hand shielding his face.

Yet a figure wielding a sword came forth, standing in front of Lu Ran.

Chen Jingjing swept her gaze over the few people in the tree, her eyes finally resting on Lu Ran, asking, "Are you alright?"

Lu Ran sincerely exclaimed, "Jingjing, you're amazing!"

Chen Jingjing gently shook her head: "Not even one ten-thousandth of your mother."

Lu Ran: "..."

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