"As you know, I am the guardian of Xueling Mountain. Unless you defeat me, otherwise..." Qi Xue's tone was cold as ice, and there was no more sweet and innocent posture in a moment. If Jielan hadn't seen it with her own eyes, it would be hard to believe that she was the same person.
But no matter what she becomes, this battle is inevitable in the end.
Jie Lan summoned the blue spirit staff and struck towards Qi Xue. Qi Xue twisted her fingers and chanted a spell. When the palm of her hand was pushed out, she shouted sharply: "Xuan Fengxue, get up!", the snow on the ground suddenly disappeared. It started moving quickly toward Jielan like a hurricane, and was caught in the wind vortex wherever he went, making it difficult to get out.
Jie Lan hurriedly backed away, she propped up the protective barrier to withstand the attack of'Xuan Fengxue', but the barrier gradually became thinner and weaker, and finally broke.
The gust of wind turned into a sharp wind blade, violently cutting every inch of Jie Lan’s skin, marking a gap, blue blood soaked in the dress, dripping in the snow, like falling plum petals, with dazzling sad.
The blood in Jie Lan's body began to boil again, and the blue moon prints glowed coldly, and her bright eyes were frantic. Not only was the blue light in her hands smudged, but her body was also enveloped in faint blue light. Among.
Qi Xue frowned when she saw the sudden change of Jie Lan, but there was a hint of joy from the bottom of her mouth at the corner of her mouth.
The wind blade was wrapped in Jielan, the torn blue dress robe was mixed in the wind, and the strong smell of blood wafted in every corner.
Who can escape the ravages of the'Wind Blade', but only heard a voice in the wind: "Remnant Sword Moon Blade!", countless moon-shaped sword lights flashed out, knocking the Wind Blade back away. And the scarred Jie Lan looked solemn and cold in the biting night wind.
She stepped up carelessly, her body dazzling like a shooting star, she was already bullying Qi Xue, and the sword light between her fingers was facing her throat.
Qi Xue was unimaginable, her surprised face was like the dark night of the sky, but she quickly calmed down and smiled sweetly again: "Sure enough, you are different. Okay, how long do you want to point to me like this? Are you going to kill me?"
Jie Lan was surprised by Qi Xue’s change of attitude. She really couldn’t understand the little girl’s true thoughts, but she still received the sword light and said in a deep voice, "Actually, if you didn’t give me your rosary at first, you can Use it to seal my spiritual power, and the one who wins like that will not be me."
"You didn't use it to me?" Qi Xue asked back.
Jielan was silent, her eyes deep with sadness, she turned around and turned her back to Qi Xue: "It doesn't matter, the important thing is that you have to fulfill your promise."
"Promise? I don't remember anything like that?" Qi Xue's understatement completely angered Jie Lan. Jie Lan turned her head, her sharp eyes spreading cold murderous intent, as if she was always ready to fight again.
Qi Xue looked at her with a serious face, she couldn't help but shook her head, and laughed: "I told you for fun." When Jie Lan relaxed, Qi Xue looked at Jie Lan carefully, her expression becoming more sad and guilty. : "I don't know if it's right or wrong to take you easily, maybe I'm really too selfish!"