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482. Meeting an Old Friend Again 02

Getting closer and closer, less than two feet apart, everyone's hearts were almost in their throats.

Finally, Jing Hao stopped, holding the hilt of the sword tightly in his hand, looking at Qiongying coldly, with only indifference, hatred, and determination in his dark eyes.

"I only give you one move, make good use of it, and you won't miss it again." Qiongying suddenly raised his lips mysteriously.

"It's disrespectful." Jing Hao said coldly, accepting it happily.

"That's it, let's get started." Qiongying stood quietly, not looking at anyone, looking into the distance casually, as if admiring the scenery.

This kind of attitude is extremely arrogant in the eyes of everyone, but they know that she has the capital to be arrogant.

Jing Hao's eyes were determined, and in the midst of lightning and flint, he raised his black sword and stabbed Qiongying. With this single move, he could never miss!

The wind and snow started, and the black figure was like a dragon, cutting through the wind and snow, and the cold sword tip pointed directly at the lavender figure in front.

On the contrary, she was not surprised or worried, and still stood quietly, looking very graceful.

The tip of the sword was getting closer and closer, only one foot away.

Many people broke out into cold sweats, but they couldn't stop it.

Qiongying didn't dodge or attack at all. He didn't seem to see the approaching sword tip and was still looking into the distance casually.

Half a foot away, a finger away, it stopped suddenly, the sword stopped, the snow fell quietly, and calm returned.

The heartbeats of everyone seemed to have returned, and there were no dangers.

With only one finger away, he could kill her!

Jing Hao's face was pale, and the hand holding the sword was trembling slightly. He didn't know whether it was because he was too nervous or because he was afraid.

Qiong Ying then retracted his gaze and stared at him for a while.

Now, he is actually a little taller than her.

"Why don't you hide?!" Jing Hao tried his best to say, looking into her eyes, which were still bottomless.

The scene at this moment is exactly the same as the scene six years ago. She didn't avoid it back then. Why?

Qiongying said nothing, stretched out her slender hand, clamped the sword just one finger away from her between her two fingers, and pinched it gently.

The sharp black sword shattered and fell to the ground.

"Why?" Jing Hao asked coldly, it was the same way back then.

"No more losses, you lose." Qiong Ying said calmly, as if he was just stating a fact.

Jing Hao's face was as pale as if he had fallen into an ice cave. Not only was his sword broken, but his heart was also broken.

Whether it was six years ago or now, she was giving him a chance, but he couldn't make the move...

He lost, there was no more loss, no more chance. Six years of waiting was wiped out in just an instant? No way...

"I will seek revenge from you again. Can you give me another year?"

"No matter how much time I give you, you can't kill me, and you won't have the chance." Qiongying still held a blade between his fingers, glowing with a cold sheen.

"Qiongying." Wu Yue and Feng Feili exclaimed softly.

"No..." Jing Ao said in shock. He was thinking about whether to step forward to stop him, but there was a figure who was faster than him.

"Don't hurt my young master!" Qiuyue drew her sword without hesitation and rushed forward, pointing the sword directly at Qiongying.

"No!" Jing Hao panicked, and for some reason, he reflexively turned around to block Qiong Ying's side.

"Young Master, get out of the way!" Qiu Yue was horrified. She had used up all her illusory power, and it was too late to sheath her sword. The tip of the sword was approaching Jing Hao.

Qiong Ying frowned lightly and tried to lift the collar of the person in front of him, but found that it was a little too high, so he put his arms around his waist and gently pulled him to his side.

The sword blade in the other hand flew out and knocked away the sword that was pointed directly at him with a block.

The sword in Qiuyue's hand was knocked out. Unable to stop her steps, she passed by Qiongying and almost fell to the ground.


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