Lin Xian`er's withdrawal caused Qin Wentian to feel a trace of surprise. After all, he had personally witnessed Lin Xian`er's strength. She was able to withstand the combined attacks of Poison Scorpion and the Saint Child of the Supreme Demon Sect, even injuring them. Such tyrannical strength wasn't as weak as she appeared on the surface.
Not only that, Qin Wentian had a slight understanding of Lin Xian`er. Her heart was higher than the heavens, and she was extremely arrogant. But right now, she actually chose to give up with a smile on her face.
In this journey to the Immortal Martial Realm, which Heaven Chosen didn't have wild ambitions? Although it seemed like they were only competing against Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns in the Immortal Martial Realm, those who entered the Immortal Martial Realm represented an entire era. They were the future of the Royal Sacred Region, and since they could become the most dazzling existences in the Immortal Martial Realm, their future would definitely not be ordinary.
Hence, no one was willing to give up, even if it was a single defeat. They didn't know what impact a single defeat would have on them in the future, but everyone was very clear that if they wanted to become the most dazzling existence, they couldn't afford to lose even a single time.
Qin Wentian stared at that soul-stirring smile as he recalled that night when Lin Xian`er told him about the eight era-suppressing geniuses. She said that those eight were even more outstanding existences compared to him, Qin Wentian. But now, she had changed her words. Most probably, in Lin Xian`er's heart, she already viewed Qin Wentian as an existence as dazzling as those eight, even if his current combat prowess was still lacking.
Nodding his head to Lin Xian`er, Qin Wentian's eyes turned to the last remaining silhouette, Lou Bingyu.
Lou Bingyu was also looking at him, an incomparably resolute conviction could be seen in her eyes. That was the determination to win. Her lips parted as she emotionlessly stated, "You won't be able to defeat me. Since we are both from the same sect, I don't wish to injure you. You can leave."
Staring at Lou Bingyu's countenance, her long eyelashes added a few hints of beauty to her emotionless eyes. Qin Wentian mused that if Lou Bingyu wasn't so cold, she would definitely be an existence capable of bringing calamity to empires. The coldness she exuded seemed to be ingrained in her bones, causing others to be unable to get close to her. Even if one stood before her, they would feel that they were very far away.
Lou Bingyu's words caused Qin Wentian to feel a little taken aback. Seems like what he said was true. Although she looked so cold, her heart wasn't as cold as her appearance. In the Immortal Martial Realm, the moment one stood on the opposite side, the friendship of being from the same sect was insignificant. Both of them were equally proud geniuses. Could it be that the other party would give up just because they were from the same sect and give the glory to the other party?
This was also the reason why he didn't feel surprised when that expert from the Battle Sword Sect sneak attacked Qin Wentian. Maybe when facing external enemies, the friendship of being from the same sect could become a rope that bound them together, allowing them to fight shoulder to shoulder for the glory of their sect. But in this realm, the opponent was an enemy.
Lou Bingyu wouldn't give up. Qin Wentian naturally wouldn't give up as well.
However, wasn't this woman as cold as ice a little too confident in herself?
"Let's fight." Qin Wentian wielded the ancient halberd in his hands as he spoke. The instant the sound of his voice faded, frost danced in the air as this entire space abruptly turned exceptionally cold. Lou Bingyu quietly stood there, as though she was standing in a snowfield.
The fluttering snowflakes contained a biting cold intent, as well as a bone-piercing sharpness. When they landed on Qin Wentian, they felt as though they were as sharp as swords, wanting to lacerate Qin Wentian's skin.
"Ji Feixue's Drifting Snow Sky Swordplay, I'm not any weaker than him." Lou Bingyu suddenly spoke. Her tone was as cold as ever, but from her words, Qin Wentian could sense that she wanted to contend against Ji Feixue.
As one of the era-suppressing geniuses, there was no need to doubt Ji Feixue's status in the Battle Sword Sect. He was the most dazzling existence in the Heavenly Dipper Realm. No matter how outstanding the others were, they were all suppressed by Ji Feixue. Most probably, Lou Bingyu, the personal disciple of the Plum Mountain Sword Sovereigness, was the same.
The snowflakes grew sharper and sharper, as though they could really lacerate a human's body. Qin Wentian's blood surged, his entire person exuded an incomparably demonic aura. His gaze was filled with loftiness as he stared at Lou Bingyu. The ancient halberd in his hands shone with a terrifying astral light, as well as a hint of blood-red.
At this moment, Qin Wentian felt extremely cold. When the will of a Mandate at the Perfection Boundary landed on him, even though Qin Wentian's bloodline was extremely powerful and his demonic qi enveloped him, he still couldn't help but feel a bone-chilling coldness. Not only that, there was also a sharpness to this coldness.
"Bzzz!" A surge of sword might gushed forth, hidden within the snowflakes that filled the skies, shooting towards Qin Wentian. Lou Bingyu's hands were already on the hilt of her sword, as though she was about to draw it out.
The might of this attack grew stronger and stronger.
"BOOM!" Qin Wentian stepped out, releasing his sword-type Astral Nova. In an instant, a surge of sword might enveloped the area, wanting to break apart Lou Bingyu's attack. With a single step, he transformed into a series of afterimages as the ancient halberd stabbed out explosively, aiming for Lou Bingyu's head.
The humming of a sword could be heard as Lou Bingyu drew her sword. The cold light from her sword shone upon Qin Wentian's countenance, causing his ancient halberd to be blocked. The overwhelming might of the halberd directly shattered the sword. After all, this halberd of Qin Wentian's was an attack infused with the will of his Mandate. The might of this attack was extremely tyrannical. However, the shattered sword transformed into beams of terrifying cold light, explosively blasting towards Qin Wentian.
A raging wind gusted by, Qin Wentian dodged to the side, only to see the snowflakes engulfing his body. The sword qi before Lou Bingyu instantly condensed into a sword as she slashed out towards Qin Wentian. The snowflakes filled the skies, transforming into a sword of cold light that could sweep away everything, wanting to sever this entire space apart.
Lin Xian`er, who was below, paid close attention to this attack. When she saw how exquisite Lou Bingyu's sword technique was, her heart involuntarily trembled. The cold light from that sword left behind a trail of white light in the air. How powerful was that?
Astral Energy gushed forth from Qin Wentian's body. With a lift of his hand, he slashed out with his halberd. His movements were so natural and casual, as though it was as simple as waving his hands. Qin Wentian had trained his halberd hundreds and thousands of times. His halberd was no different from his hands, and the speed of his attack was extremely fast.
"BANG!" A surge of destructive energy erupted forth. That white light collided with the halberd, transforming into a destructive shockwave. White light continued to whizz past Qin Wentian from both sides, lacerating his robes as he felt a chill run down his spine.
However, this was only the beginning of Lou Bingyu's attack. Just as Qin Wentian blocked the attack, he saw Lou Bingyu's silhouette slowly walking over. She stabbed out with her sword, and her sword technique was as cold as ever. It was as though the instant her sword stabbed out, one could feel the coldness in their body, as though they were about to die under her sword.
The frost in the air transformed into a gigantic winter plum blossom. This winter plum blossom bloomed from the center of the sword, aiming to devour Qin Wentian. It was beautiful and demonic.
Qin Wentian's left hand had long been preparing a tyrannical attack. With a single palm strike, the force of a raging tempest gushed forth, stacking together with millions of palm imprints, causing a thunderous boom to echo out. When the palm strike landed in the center of the winter plum blossom, it was instantly annihilated. Although the winter plum blossom had withered, its petals were still fluttering in the air, as cold and sharp as ever.
Amidst the snowy petals, a speck of cold light appeared, aiming for Qin Wentian's throat. It was so fast that Qin Wentian felt as though the blood flowing in his throat had frozen.
It was as though Qin Wentian had already predicted that his opponent's sword would arrive. His ancient halberd once again collided with Lou Bingyu, and both of them were forced backwards from the impact.
Lou Bingyu stood there, the coldness radiating from her body extended outwards. Instantly, this entire space seemed to have transformed into a world of ice and snow, growing colder and colder.
"Are you really not willing to give up?" Lou Bingyu stared at Qin Wentian as she coldly spoke, "My next attack might really kill you."
"If you can kill me, I won't have any resentment." Qin Wentian was as calm as ever. Lou Bingyu lightly nodded her head, and after that, her sword slashed downwards. A casual sword strike of hers was akin to a beam of cold light, containing the speed of the wind and the power of lacerations.
Qin Wentian's ancient halberd vanished. Both of his palms contained a fearsome might as he blasted out a palm strike, shattering Lou Bingyu's sword technique.
After that, Lou Bingyu's sword technique was completely unleashed.
Lin Xian`er quietly watched on from below. Lou Bingyu's sword slashed out again and again. Her sword was cold yet elegant, and she was so calm. Her sword danced together with the frost in the air, unstoppable. There was no place her sword couldn't reach. Staring at her sword technique, a hint of admiration flashed in Lin Xian`er's eyes. Such a beautiful and elegant woman, she should be even more dazzling. It was just that under the guidance of that stubborn old woman, the Plum Mountain Sword Sovereigness, would Lou Bingyu's personality also become more extreme?
Qin Wentian also completely erupted. His bloodline surged as demonic qi towered up into the sky. Both of his palms blasted out in a frenzy, causing the entire space to be filled with countless palm imprints, leaving behind numerous imprints in the air.
Boundless violent sword qi clashed against the palm imprints in the air. Lou Bingyu was dancing amidst the snowflakes and sword light. However at this moment, a thunderous boom rang out, originating from the void. Her countenance abruptly changed as she retreated. After which, an indomitable aura gushed forth from her.
A crashing sound spread out, and a faint axe light erupted from her body. Along with the Sword Qi on her body, the axe light cleaved down and split apart the palm print that came from the void. However, this also made her heart tremble. This kind of void palm print was too powerful. Not only was it powerful in terms of attack power, but it was also very stealthy. Once it appeared, this terrifying palm print would directly fall on your head. How terrifying was that? How terrifying was that?
"Bzzz!" Bathing in the axe light, Lou Bingyu brandished her sword once again. The might of her sword art grew even more terrifying as her attack power increased explosively. This caused Lin Xian`er's beautiful eyes to go into a daze. Was this a treasure that originally belonged to the Human Emperor? The two of them were evenly matched, yet Lou Bingyu suddenly had such an unexpected change. To Qin Wentian, this was definitely a fatal blow.
And as expected, Lou Bingyu's sword slashed apart the palm imprint in front of her as it slashed towards Qin Wentian.
"BOOM!" A terrifying drum sound thundered out, causing the heavens and earth to tremble. Qin Wentian's entire body was surrounded by battle drums. His eyes were filled with disdain as he stared at Lou Bingyu. His body floated in the air as an air of arrogance flickered in his eyes. It was as though he was the only one in the world.
"BOOM, BOOM!" Two consecutive sounds reverberated through the heavens and earth. After which, Lou Bingyu felt a surge of destructive might gushing over. The frost and snow in the air danced as she slashed out with her sword. However, at the instant her sword light slashed out, a palm imprint capable of destroying the heavens and earth materialized, pressing down on Lou Bingyu.
Lou Bingyu's body retreated as the booming sounds continued unceasingly. One after another, the palm imprint seemed as though it wanted to crush the heavens. Fresh blood dyed the frost and snow in the air a shade of red.
The eyes of that breathtaking maiden were as cold and proud as ever. She was like a winter plum blossom in the snow, standing tall in the wind and rain. Only death could cause her to wither away. The fresh blood in the snow added a sense of tragedy to this unyielding winter plum blossom!
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