But the talent she had been proud of for decades was trampled to pieces at this moment.
No, she doesn’t accept this result! Why is she the loser and not Jiang Ruirou! She is just a woman from a low-level plane, what can she compare with herself?
Wu Danxue screamed and picked up the sword on the ground and rushed towards Jiang Ruirou. She would not lose! She did not lose either! She must kill Jiang Ruirou! Jiang Ruirou looked at Wu Danxue who was attacking her with a very calm face, her lips
The horn gently raised a cold arc, and she calmly raised the Frost Moon Sword in her hand.
In an instant, the sword light was as sharp as frost and snow, flowing out.
There seemed to be an afterimage passing by in the air, and Jiang Ruirou's figure flickered, and the next moment she was in front of Wu Danxue.
Wu Danxue was startled and wanted to change the way he fought, but it was too late. Jiang Ruirou swung his sword, and the sword in Wu Danxue's hand broke into two pieces instantly, letting out a mournful cry, and then fell to the ground.
Wu Danxue's life weapon was destroyed, and Wu Danxue suddenly suffered a backlash. His face turned pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his momentum instantly dropped by half.
But Wu Danxue was unwilling to fail like this. Her eyes were full of resentment. She waved her palm and immediately took out a pill and swallowed it in her mouth.
Boom! The aura around her body surged, instantly changing from the early stage of the Golden Fairyland to the middle stage of the Golden Fairyland, and then to the late stage of the Golden Fairyland before stopping.
Her eyes were red and ferocious, staring fiercely at Jiang Ruirou like a cold poisonous snake, "Go to hell! You bitch!"
I saw a burst of fire all over her body, and her whole body turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Jiang Ruirou, as if she wanted to die with Jiang Ruirou.
The wind was hissing, as cold as frost, and the deep and terrifying forest was accompanied by criss-crossing crisscrossing wind blades, whistling and whimpering, like the ferocious roar of a ghost.
Jiang Ruirou's face hardened, but Yan Chitian in the distance was ready to take action at any time.
However, before Yan Chitian could take action, Wu Danxue's rushing figure was strangely thrown away, fell far away, and hit a boulder. The boulder was immediately shattered by the impact and turned into rubble all over the sky.
A slender, tall, cool and handsome figure appeared in Jiang Ruirou's sight.
The man was dressed in dark blue robes, his facial features were handsome and cold, as sharp as a knife, his phoenix eyes were as deep as a pool, and his aura was restrained yet frightening.
He stood under the moonlight and attracted the attention of countless people.
When Jiang Ruirou saw the person in front of her, she couldn't help but have a look of surprise on her face, "Husband!"
"Rou'er."
Mu Wuchen's figure flashed, and the next moment he was in front of Jiang Ruirou. His eyes kept scanning Jiang Ruirou's body. After making sure that she was okay, he felt at ease.
Hearing the familiar voice, Wu Danxue trembled violently. This voice belonged to Mu Wuchen... Even though she and Mu Wuchen had not seen each other for more than 20 years, she still recognized his voice right away.
... His voice seemed to be engraved deep in her soul, which could not be removed or erased.
Wu Danxue felt that her internal organs were about to be broken. The strength that had just been forcibly improved with the help of elixirs also disappeared in an instant, and she once again suffered a strong backlash.
Her face turned even paler, and she endured the severe pain all over her body, stood up unsteadily, looked at the slender and elegant figure opposite, and shouted in disbelief: "Mu Wuchen?"