1705 Kung Fu That Can Kill You (1/2)

Mo Zhao did not expect Gu Xijiu to be so direct toward him. Soon, he laughed. ”All right! Whoever runs is a coward! Xijiu, I will make sure you know my strength.” He had decided to take her down forcibly this time by making her his woman. If he could never get her heart, he could at least have her body.

He wanted to see her suffer in tears. He would rather have her destroyed if he could not have her.

He opened up his palm to summon his weapon; a blood-red sword formed immediately in his hand.

The edge of his sword was flaming, but its effect was cold. Immediately after its emergence, there came a loud, wailing scream from its ferocious evil spirits. The glacier, which had been actively streaming for tens of thousands of years, froze immediately when the sword appeared. The coldness was unbearable, as though piercing through Gu Xijiu's skin.

Gu Xijiu flipped the corner of her sleeves and summoned a flexible rope in her hand. It was a rope of seven-colored gleam and was as soft and nimble as a whip. Her hand gestured a little, and the flexible weapon straightened up instantly. The body of the rope was shimmering with many colors. It was quite majestic!

She used to have an arsenal of great weapons from Di Fuyi. However, since she broke up with Di Fuyi, she sent all the things back to him. She even stopped using all the Kung Fu techniques that he taught her.

She used the power of her soul to create a flexible rope. It immediately surrounded the entire chilly environment with a warm halo.

Under the influence of the seven-colored flexible rope, beautiful glowing rays started to shine in all directions on the ice, forming a bright and dazzling view.

Mo Zhao looked at the presentation of her flexible rope and was perplexed. He did not expect Gu Xijiu to use this as her weapon. As far as he was concerned, she was better with swords.

”Your weapon is quite fancy. Did Di Fuyi give it to you?”

Gu Xijiu responded scornfully, ”It looks fancy, but is lethal enough to kill you!” With a stretch, the flexible rope extended towards Mo Zhao.