shock!The big sister is crazy to criticize the villain

Bai Qingyue has already made preparations.

No matter what the result is, as long as she has no regrets in her heart, that is the best.

Xiong Rui stared at Bai Qingyue for a long time, and said after a while: "Before we start, we must first declare that I will not show mercy."

It is very confident that it will put Bai Qingyue to death.

This contest is meaningless to it.

After all, there is a huge difference in cultivation between the middle stage of Nascent Soul and the peak of Jindan.

It's not like Dumb, that idiot is an embroidered pillow, who knows how to eat, drink and sleep every day.

Its cultivation bases are all solid and accumulated over time.

If you want to kill her, it's just a matter of moving your fingers.

Bai Qingyue raised her head slightly, the tall body in front of her made her look like a tiny ant, making her daunting.

She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again her eyes were clear.

"it is good."

Even if this height is as untouchable as the sky - she will poke a hole in the sky.

Seeing that she agreed without much hesitation, Xiong Rui was a little surprised.

But he didn't say anything after all.

Dumb looked at Bai Qingyue, hesitant to speak.

Bai Qingyue seemed to remember something, bent down and handed the antidote to A Bai.

When she looked at Ah-Dai, she smiled innocently: "It was to deceive you before, and the antidote is just that one."

"Who knew you were so stupid, just believed it."

Dumb: "..."

After finishing all this, Bai Qingyue turned around without looking at A Bai's dazed eyes, and looked at Xiong Rui with a smile in her eyes: "It's time to start."

Xiong Rui nodded, waved his big hand, and suddenly the stars shifted under his feet.

In the blink of an eye, the snow was falling heavily, and Bai Qingyue was already standing in the snow.

Looking around, the land is vast and boundless, and she is only a drop in it, so small that it can almost be ignored.

Snowflakes were flying, sweeping the long black hair, and the blue hair slightly brushed the bright red cheeks, blooming brightly like peach blossoms.

With pitch-black pupils like ink, she stood with her head held high, holding the sword slightly in her hand, staring at Xiong Rui in front of her.

Xiong Rui snorted and said, "I never like to take advantage, so I will let you do it first."

Bai Qingyue lowered her eyes and remained silent. At this time, she seemed to be extremely reticent, and her whole body was filled with a completely different coldness from before.

Like a sharp sword, radiant and unstoppable.

Xiong Rui couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly, and straightened his back slightly.

In the next second, the snow was broken out of thin air.

In the huge snow curtain, the sword light rose slightly, and the heavy snow was cut off by the figure in an instant.

Between the vast world, she is like a ghost or a shadow.

The footsteps were treacherous, and every step was windy, and the snow-white clothes almost merged with the goose-feather snow.

In the vast white world, she can also be that piece of snow.

Xiong Rui's eyelids twitched when he saw that she disappeared under his nose in an instant.

It didn't expect that the female cultivator, who was not as good as the Golden Core, would have such a ghostly footwork, her whereabouts were unpredictable, even if it used its divine sense to probe, it would be difficult to track it down.

It seems that it underestimated her.

Xiong Rui's face froze, he bent slightly, and his two big palms suddenly shook towards Xue Xue.

Suddenly, there was a bang, and the world seemed to be collapsing.

The heavy snow stopped immediately.

Immediately, the white shadow was completely exposed.

Xiong Rui yelled loudly, and the devilish energy in his body surged, and the huge coercion immediately pressed towards the surroundings like waves.

Bai Qingyue leaped into the air, her toes barely touching the mighty waves.

Even so, she was still affected.

The originally crimson complexion suddenly became extremely pale.

The blood from the corner of the mouth overflowed a little.

She slowly wiped away the blood from the corner of her lips without changing her expression.

The bright red blood painted the white jade-like fingertips, and scratched the silver and bright sword body.

The Xingyue Sword suddenly burst into bright light.

A red blood mist shot up into the sky, she stared at Xiong Rui in the distance, and the sword edge slashed down along the palm of her hand little by little.

The white and tender flesh burst open, and bright red blood flowed from the inside, bit by bit, flowing over the Xingyue Sword.

A little slipped down, dyed the snow red, and bloomed, like plum blossoms blooming.

The pain was very clear, but it made her sober.

She raised her hand slightly, and the bright red liquid immediately flowed down.

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was the wound on his hand or the blood flowing from the sword.

The stern and dignified face flashed across my mind for a moment.

"Qingyue, you are the elder sister of Yun Mingzong, representing the face of the sect, you must not lose your dignity one day."

"The sacrifice is also for the good of the sect and the good of the world. As a senior sister, you should set an example."

Bai Qingyue closed her eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the illusory mirror in front of him suddenly shattered.

The faded face floated away with the wind.

Bai Qingyue took a step forward and raised her sword suddenly, imagining that the Xiong Rui in front of her was the real Xianyun.

In an instant, her eyes changed.

Like a sharp arrow of ice, it reveals a bone-piercing coldness and is extremely sharp.

Xiong Rui had never seen such a gaze.

Resolute, dazzling, and fearless, it is shocking.

But it reacted quickly, and as soon as it raised its hand, it condensed a huge ice cone, stabbing at Bai Qingyue fiercely.

However, Bai Qingyue seemed to be unable to see, she didn't stop in her footsteps, and rushed straight all the way, heading straight for the ice cone.

It's just a mayfly shaking a tree.

Xiong Rui snorted coldly, and sent his palm forward.

The huge ice cone suddenly accelerated, piercing towards Bai Qingyue with the bitter cold wind.

Suddenly, she tapped her toes and leaped into the air, and the white skirt was blown up by the wind.

The sword light pierced through the robe and pierced straight out.

"Boom -" a sound.

The Xingyue sword pierced the ice pick straight, blood burst out instantly, the ice pick shattered, and the debris scattered in all directions with a "snap".

"Ridiculous."

Xiong Rui stared coldly, raised his hand and raised a mountain-like coercion towards Bai Qingyue.

The weight of a thousand catties made her breathless, and she fell to the ground.

The weight of her knees seemed to break her bones, forcing her back to bend and her body to crawl.

The Xingyue Sword fell to the snow with a bang, not far from her hand.

The light above flickered faintly, but hadn't been completely extinguished yet.

Xiong Rui watched her embarrassment coldly.

It is no surprise to this situation.

It is foolish to strike a stone with an egg.

Not to mention trying to shake the mountains.

It was about to open its mouth to announce the end, but the next second, it saw her raise her head.

In those black eyes that were as bright as stars, there was a dazzling fire, accompanied by vigorous vitality, full of stubborn sparks.

On his face was an expression it had never seen before.

That is an attachment.

The obsession to achieve even death.

The fire in the eyes reflects the soul.

Xiong Rui was silent, not understanding why she was so persistent.

Over the past few hundred years, it has seen countless monks.

But it's all for selfish desires, and there is no strong obsession.

A little training can make them easily beg for mercy, or even abolish their cultivation, just to change their way of life.

But she is different.

What she sees is ambition.

- Vigorous, different from other people's ambitions.