Rumble...
In the cold wind, the appearance of the Green Jade Flying Sword was beyond many people's expectations. The fractured ice surface emerged with water, and under the powerful "wind pressure" of the flying sword, a straight indentation appeared.
Jin Jian floated in mid-air, the priest robe embroidered with gold thread fluttering in the wind.
She gripped the magic wand tightly with both hands, holding it vertically in front of her, her small face tense. The golden eye at the top of the wand swirled around fearfully.
Facing Qi Yuchun's "remount thrust," Jin Jian felt the surrounding air being locked in place, pressing towards her.
And just as Qi Yuchun's great spear was about to pierce Jin Jian's chest, he abruptly retracted the spear, rotating the black shaft to block the flying sword that was cutting towards his neck.
"Ding!"
A slight collision sound followed by an explosion of white turbulent air waves spreading out in a ring.
