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Chapter 1860: Severing Enmity and Resentment with One Sword

Chapter 1860: Cut off grudges with one sword

Xiao Changfeng paused and looked back.

I saw that the third sister had already flown over.

"Brother Ninth, give her to me!"

Xiao Yurong said with a smile, and at the same time handed the forbidden soul gourd back to Xiao Changfeng.

Although Xiao Changfeng didn't know why Sanmei was so persistent, he didn't refuse.

"Third sister, no matter what you do, I will support you!"

Taking the soul-forbidden gourd, Xiao Changfeng rubbed Xiao Yurong's head lovingly.

Two years ago.

There is a war to destroy the Yuan Dynasty in the Eastern Region, and the third sister, as a female general on the battlefield, leads the troops to the war.

But he was suddenly kidnapped by Saint Zhantai and brought to the Ice and Fire Sect.

Although the third sister did not elaborate.

But Xiao Changfeng could also guess something.

It was obvious that the third sister harbored hatred and even murderous intent towards this Qingyue Saint.

In this case, why not let her vent it out?

Therefore, Xiao Changfeng agreed to Sanmei's request.

After putting away the soul-forbidden gourd, he stood aside.

Others can be put aside for now.

The safety of Third Sister is the most important thing.

"Bitch, you ruined the Ice and Fire Sect, you ruined everything!"

Saintess Qingyue stared at Xiao Yurong with malicious eyes at this time.

She roared, feeling a little hysterical.

According to the original plan.

All we need to do is wait for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to arrive and take Xiao Yurong out.

Then you can hug His Highness the Crown Prince's lap, and the Ice and Fire Sect will usher in a new peak.

And as a saint of the Ice and Fire Sect, she will also benefit greatly.

But all this.

But it was ruined by the arrival of Xiao Changfeng.

Although Saintess Qingyue also hated Xiao Changfeng, her hatred for Xiao Yurong was far less than that of her.

This kind of resentment has already arisen from the first day Xiao Yurong arrived.

It has been accumulated for two years.

"In the past two years, my master has treated you like my own daughter. Not only has he personally taught you how to practice, but he has also given you all the resources that originally belonged to me, and even opened up a sect treasure house for you."

"The disciples in the sect also regard you as a goddess. You are the one who talks about the most on weekdays. Even the one whom His Highness the Crown Prince values ​​highly is you."

Saint Qingyue knew that she would not be able to escape death today, so she did not make any more cover-ups.

She roared, roared, and shouted out all her heart.

"It was you who took away everything that should have belonged to me!"

"It was you who made me fall from the altar and no longer be respected by others!"

"It was you who stole the eyes that were originally focused on me and made me the green leaf that sets off you!"

"It's you, it's you, it's all because of you!"

Saint Qingyue roared out in the end.

His hair is disheveled, his expression is ferocious, and his eyes are malicious.

Like the most resentful evil ghost in hell.

At this moment she has taken off her disguise and shown her true self.

And this resentment, which has been built up for two years, cannot be reconciled or erased.

Xiao Yurong had no expression on his face and listened quietly to the screams of Saint Qingyue.

"Poor people must be hateful. I don't want to say anything, but there must be an end between you and me!"

Looking at the hysterical and crazy Qingyue Saint, Xiao Yurong didn't want to say too much.

Although she has not been physically harmed in the past two years.

But the damage to the soul cannot be erased.

Saintess Qingyue's madness was caused by herself.

But his own injuries were caused by the entire Ice and Fire Sect.

Among them, Saint Zhantai and the Saint of Qingyue in front of him were the most numerous.

Sage Zhantai is unable to solve it alone.

But she didn't want to let go of Saint Qingyue.

Whoosh!

Xiao Yurong reached out and grabbed it, and immediately took out a long sword from the storage ring.

This is just a middle-grade imperial weapon.

However, the blade of the sword is slender, and it looks like a sword used by women.

"This is the first time I came here. The meeting gift you gave me. On the hilt of the sword, there is also the mad heart poison that you have hidden long ago. Do you still remember it?"

Xiao Yurong held the hilt of the sword and said indifferently to Saint Qingyue.

This sword is very beautiful and she likes it very much.

In the beginning, she did treat it as a precious thing and couldn't put it down.

But later, she discovered the secret of this sword.

There is a special poison hidden on the hilt of the sword.

This poison is very secretive and does not attack immediately.

Rather, the toxin deepens in a subtle way.

Gradually, you will lose your mind and go crazy.

During those days, Xiao Yurong would have nightmares every night, and he would smash everything in the room crazily.

Outsiders thought this was because she was unhappy because she was brought by Saint Zhantai, so she vented her anger deliberately.

But only she knows.

My nightmares and crazy emotions are all caused by poisoning.

Fortunately, the "Nine Yang Dynasty Bible" is extremely powerful.

As he continues to practice, the stronger and stronger solar aura slowly burns away the toxins.

But this kind of pain can never be forgotten.

And things like this have happened from time to time in the past two years.

Saint Qingyue plays the role of a meticulous senior sister and has become Xiao Yurong's best friend.

The face beneath the gentle smile hides a devil's heart.

In order not to attract others' attention, Xiao Yurong had to cooperate again and again.

And the pain she has suffered in the past two years is definitely much more than outsiders imagine.

That’s why she hates Saint Qingyue!

However, her hatred is just pure murderous intention, not the resentment and madness of Saint Qingyue.

"Today, I will use this sword to avenge you for the past two years!"

Xiao Yurong circulated the Nine Sun Dynasty Bible, and the surging solar energy poured into the sword.

Suddenly the sword's blade lit up with a bright red light.

Like fire, like blood, even more like the fire of the sun!

A violent and blazing sword energy emerged from the sword body.

Xiao Changfeng on the side was slightly shocked.

He didn't expect that Third Sister's solar aura had been cultivated to such an extent.

It’s almost time to condense it into mana!

"You want to kill me, and I want to kill you too. Let's see who can have the last laugh between you and me today!"

The madness in Saintess Qingyue's eyes was about to overflow, so she stretched out her hand to grab it.

He took out a sword. This sword was similar to the one in Xiao Yurong's hand, and seemed to be a pair.

"Earth-level advanced martial arts: Storm Breath Slash!"

The spiritual energy in Saintess Qingyue's body is running wildly.

I saw the ice and snow from the sky and the earth suddenly rushing in, turning into a small blizzard around him.

"Xiao Yurong, I want you to die!"

The Saint of Qingyue held a long sword and roared crazily.

Immediately, the whole person carried the blizzard and killed Xiao Yurong.

Although she was at the second level of the Imperial Martial Realm at this time, the strength she displayed was comparable to the fifth or sixth level of the Imperial Martial Realm.

However, Xiao Yurong had already broken through to the Imperial Martial Realm.

Looking at the Qingyue Saint who was coming towards her like crazy, there was no fear in Xiao Yurong's eyes.

There is only killing intent as cold as ice and snow.

She held the hilt of the sword in her hand, and then slashed out with the sword.

Whoosh!

The red sword light illuminates all directions.

Although the sharp sword energy is not as good as Xiao Changfeng's, it is still far superior to that of ordinary warriors.

The blazing sword light cut through the blizzard in an instant.

Then he came into contact with the crazy Saint Qingyue.

Click!

The long sword in the hand of Saint Qingyue was cut in half.

And this sword pierced her heart.

A gorgeous blood flower bloomed, and its vitality quickly disappeared.

With unwilling resentment, Saint Qingyue died.

Cut off grudges with one sword!


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