Zi Tong raised her hand, and the tip of Fengyun Blade was directly touching her blade.
On the falling snow blade, there is a faint purple glow.
"Purple Eyes!" Yan Hui sneered from behind the blade, "Two years ago I fell into your trap because of my carelessness. Do you think you can really kill me? I tell you, two years ago you couldn't, and today you still can't.
No, among all the women in the Hall of Stars, I, Yan Hui, will always be the strongest one, and only I am qualified to be the 'First Queen'."
In the past two years, she has never stopped practicing. Yan Hui, who successfully broke through the family level a month ago and is now at the lower level of the god level, does not take Zi Tong seriously.
She always believed that she was stronger than Zi Tong.
This is also the reason why she has been unconvinced for several years.
"Yeah?"
Zi Tong clenched the handle of the knife and poured force into the blade.
The purple light on Fengyun Blade is bright, several times brighter than the purple force on Yan Huidao.
"God...middle level? Impossible!"
How is this possible? After two years of not seeing each other, Zi Tong has actually broken through to the divine level, and is still at the middle level, even better than her.
"I don't believe it, this is impossible!"
Yan Hui screamed loudly.
In terms of appearance, she knew that she was not as good as Zi Tong. In terms of status, she was the empress. She was just the young head of the family and was inferior to Zi Tong. However, in terms of strength, Yan Hui had always had absolute confidence.
Now, even her last bit of self-confidence has been suppressed by Zi Tong. Yan Hui and Ben cannot accept this fact.
"Fake, fake, I'm going to kill you to prove that I'm better than you!"
Roaring angrily, Yan Hui twisted his wrist violently and rushed towards Zi Tong again.
Her knife is as fast as lightning.
Ding-ding-ding-ding.
No matter how fast she was, Zi Tong was always a little faster than her. Yan Hui tried his best, but still couldn't take advantage of her.
After ten moves.
Purple Eyes turns from defense to offense.
Fengyun Blade's sword was as fast as a sword. Yan Hui couldn't hold it back and retreated steadily.
Unable to dodge, the right side of his face was slashed by the purple pupil. Yan Hui stepped back in panic, raised his hand to wipe his face, and looked at the blood on his hand, becoming even more crazy.
"Zitong, I will kill you, kill you!"
"This is just the beginning!"
Zi Tong swung the knife up and avoided her blade. The long knife slashed horizontally. With a pop, the tip of the knife cut across Yan Hui's left eye and cut off half of her hair.
Yan Hui gritted his teeth and rushed towards her again.
The sword flashed, and Zi Tong slashed her right arm expressionlessly. Yan Hui's right arm fell from her hand, and the falling snow blade hit the roof tiles heavily.
Yan Hui almost fainted from the pain and fell heavily to the ground. Zi Tong flew down and stabbed him with a long knife.
Yan Hui quickly rolled to the side, her purple eyes turned into thorns, and this time, she chopped off her left leg.
"ah!"
Yan Hui screamed in pain.
Slowly raising the bloody knife in her hand, Zi Tong raised the tip of the knife and pointed at her chest.
"No, don't kill me..."
Yan Hui quickly backed away with one hand and one leg.
She was afraid of death, really afraid.
"Don't want to die?" Zi Tong stopped, "Beg me, beg me on your knees!"
Yan Hui scrambled to his feet, dragging his broken body and kneeling on the ground with one leg. "I beg you, Zi Tong, please let me go. I am not your opponent. I admit defeat. Now, I surrender. I really deserve it."
Accepted!"
"It's really a dog!" Zi Tong said in a disgusted tone.
Lifting her right foot, she knocked Yan Hui to the ground and stepped hard on her chest.