Yun Qian really didn't expect that the Snow Mountain Saint would use such evil secret techniques on her at this time, and her body shrank into a ball.
Chu Yuanzhou was shocked and said, "Qianqian, what's wrong with you?"
Yun Qian was unable to answer, only feeling that his body was about to collapse. Chu Yuanzhou suddenly remembered what Yun Qian had said to him, that the Snow Mountain Saint could use a silver bell to take away her soul from another world.
Murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes. He reached out and picked off four bamboo leaves. With a flick of his luck, the bamboo leaves flew towards the Snow Mountain Holy Maiden very quickly, cutting off all her hand tendons and hamstrings. She almost didn't even hum.
With a snort, the silver bell in his hand fell to the ground.
But the silver bell shaken by her blood is still ringing, and the peach wood sword is still flying.
Chu Yuanzhou suddenly remembered what she had said to him before. A saint like her who was born in the Xiliang royal family could use her life to activate a curse and take away people's souls.
Chu Yuanzhou sneered, he knew much more about the secret skills of the Snow Mountain Saint than anyone else.
He flew out, and with a wave of his hand, he completely smashed the peach wood sword hanging in the air into powder. When he stepped on it, the silver bell that fell on the ground also turned into powder. The surroundings became silent again, and the energy that had accumulated around them
The cold air disappeared completely in an instant.
The Snow Mountain Saint was shocked and said: "How is that possible!"
The master once told her that no one could crack the secret technique powered by her blood, but she didn't expect that it would be destroyed by Chu Yuanzhou in one fell swoop.
"How is it impossible?" Chu Yuanzhou sneered: "Since you have done those vicious things, in the eyes of God, you are no longer qualified to be a saint of the snow mountain."
With a "Wow" sound, a mouthful of blood spat out from the mouth of the Snow Mountain Saint.
Yun Qian had climbed up from the ground. She slowly walked to the side of the Snow Mountain Saint and said, "I have seen the Saint's methods again. I'm afraid you just committed suicide by taking poison. It was a lie. Your real intention was to kill the Saint."
We lured you to your side, and then killed you. Being as vicious as you is really an eye-opener for me!"
The Snow Mountain Saint bit her lip, and Yun Qian sneered: "There is something I also want to tell the Saint. Although I am not as smart as the Saint and have such evil secret skills, I happen to be proficient in poisons, so I just fed you
Although taking medicine can suppress your toxicity, it will make you more miserable. Every night, you will be in so much pain that you want to die, but you don’t even have the ability to commit suicide."
The Snow Mountain Saint said angrily: "You are so shameless!"
Yun Qian smiled and said: "It's not as shameless as you. By the way, I only said half of what I just said. Didn't I say that I want to ruin your appearance? In fact, it's not that simple. Your appearance will definitely be ruined, but it is
Instead of being destroyed like that, your body will ooze pus every day and emit a foul odor. From now on, anyone who sees you will shy away in disgust."
When the Snow Mountain Saint heard this, she was so angry that she wanted to die. However, the tendons of her hands and legs were severed, and she had no strength at all in her whole body. The way she looked now, she really fulfilled the saying that if you can't live, you can't die.
The Snow Mountain Saint said angrily: "Yuan Zhou, have you seen it? How vicious the woman around you is."
"I think it's just right." Chu Yuanzhou said disapprovingly.
The Snow Mountain Saint was so angry that she fell on the ground, with a lot of grass clippings and dirt on her face. She looked miserable, without any trace of her former dignity.