Chapter 1707
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Mo Zhao did not expect her to say such vulgar words. He was stunned for a moment before he laughed. "Alright! Whoever runs away is a coward! Xijiu, I will show you how powerful I am! "He had made up his mind to take her by force as soon as he could! He wanted to make her his woman. Even if he could not win her heart, it would be good enough to have her body.
He wanted to see her writhe and cry under his body. He would rather destroy something he couldn't have!
He waved his hand, and a blood-red sword quickly formed in his palm.
The edge of the sword was like fire, but it was as cold as ice. As soon as it appeared, it was accompanied by the howling of a ghost. The ice river that had not been frozen for thousands of years was originally flowing, but when the sword appeared, the ice river instantly froze. The coldness of the sword seemed to be able to cut people's robes.
Gu Xijiu dropped her sleeves, and a soft rope appeared in her palm. It was a soft rope that was shining with seven-colored light. It was like a whip, and with a slight shake, it became straight. The soft rope was shining with colorful light as if it was dyed with a sunset glow.
Her original magical weapon was given to her by Di Fuyi. After she broke up with Di Fuyi, she returned all the things that he had given her. She basically did not need to use the skills that he had taught her.
The soft rope was condensed by her soul power. As soon as it appeared, an auspicious light shrouded the entire ice crack.
The ice in the crevice was originally light blue, but under the illumination of the seven-colored soft rope, it actually glowed with a myriad of multicolored lights, making it look bizarre and dazzling.
Mo Zhao looked at the soft rope, and he was surprised. He never knew that Gu Xijiu would take out a soft rope. In his memory, she had always been good at using a sword.
"This thing of yours is very fancy. Did Di Fuyi teach it to you?"
Gu Xijiu smirked. "It is pretty fancy, but it is going to kill you!" The soft rope flew towards Mo Zhao like a piece of silk.
Mo Zhao laughed out loud. "Very well, I would like to see how this soft thing can kill me!"
A ray of sword light flew out from the blood sword and slashed at the soft rope!
His blood sword was an ancient magical weapon. There was nothing it could not cut. Even a sword made of diamond could be cut into pieces by the blood sword.
What was even worse was that there were countless vengeful spirits imprisoned within the blood sword. As the blood sword was swung, the vengeful spirits' Qi would transform into sword qi, killing gods and immortals alike. He initially planned to use the blood sword to deal with The Lord, but now he had to use it on Gu Xijiu.
If the sword power of the blood sword really hit Gu Xijiu, she would be frozen into a block of ice, and Mo Zhao could do whatever he wanted.
The sword light of the blood sword collided with the soft rope. Mo Zhao thought that the cold would spread to Gu Xijiu's body through the soft rope and freeze her. However, he did not expect that the soft rope would suddenly shine with seven-colored light and instantly suppressed and purified the red evil spirit.
He was shocked and withdrew the blood sword. The vengeful spirits in the blood sword had been purified by the colorful light of the soft rope.
"You …" He looked at her in shock. "What kind of Kung Fu is this?!" He had never seen it before.
"The Kung Fu that will kill you!" Gu Xijiu's soft rope turned into a rainbow shadow again and flew towards him.
The rainbow-colored phantom shone brightly. Countless Sanskrit characters appeared on the soft rope, and they fell in the air like petals. Wherever they fell, the place seemed to be blown by the spring wind. The mysterious ice melted, and the glacier opened up again …
Mo Zhao squinted his eyes.
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