Chapter 448 - Chuxis Anger (2/2)

Seeing Ling Chuxi, the expression of the man who was leading changed and horror could be seen. He rushed toward Second Elder and clearly wanted to kill Second Elder before Ling Chuxi caught up. Looking at that figure, he was actually at the Pinnacle of Battle Qi Level 9.

“Seeking death!” Ling Chuxi shouted angrily. The Turning Cloud Gesture and spirals of Battle Qi were condensed at the same time on her sword which formed rows of brilliant lights. It was even more dazzling than the afternoon sun in the midst of the darkness and it almost caused one to be unable to open one’s eyes.

“Chuxi!” Second Elder opened his eyes. He could vaguely see Ling Chuxi’s absolutely beautiful face with the help of the dazzling white light. He was delighted and comforted at the same time as he mumbled to himself.

It was as if time had come to a standstill at this moment. Everyone was looking at Ling Chuxi with shock as she was surrounded by the dazzling white rays. Even their thoughts had come to a standstill as well.

Ling Chuxi had appeared beside the Second Elder’s side. Wherever she pa.s.sed, everyone had collapsed onto the ground in a uniform manner like paddy fields that were harvested during autumn. Even the leader who was at the Pinnacle of Battle Qi Level 9 was no exception.

It was only until now that they knew what was happening. One move. It was only just one move. Anyone who had blocked her had their internal organs and heart pierced through by that strong Battle Qi. Even the leader who was at the Pinnacle of Battle Qi Level 9 did not have the slightest ability to withstand under her sword.

The quietness was like death. There was a blank in everyone’s minds and they had even forgotten about their fears.

“Retreat fast… The wind is tight, run fast!” Finally someone gave out a terrified roar. It was obvious that they had pretended to use the catchphrase of bandits. They realized they had shouted the wrong catchphrase after shouting out ‘retreat fast’ under desperation.

But before his voice had fallen, a sword pierced through his heart. Two figures that were standing tall drifted past like spirits among the crowd. It would take away a fresh life every time there was gleam from the sword.

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