Little Junior Sister Society fears but draws sword

Chapter 18

Looking down from the cliff, the clouds and mist are surging, and there is nowhere to return.

A gust of wind suddenly blew up, people hanging on the cliff fluttered like catkins, and the wind made their clothes rattle.

On the way of Liu Ru's fall, the light in her eyes turned gray.

She stretched out her hand, trying to grab something, and a raised object appeared in front of her eyes, within reach.

It's a... sword hilt.

Like a lighted candle, it illuminates the direction in the dark.

Reaching out with all her strength, she grabbed the hilt of the sword, and the force of the fall dislocated her arm.

But she held it!
With a muffled snort, Liu Ru looked to her side, it was Lu Yun.

"Senior Sister Lu, thank you."

Cold sweat rolled down, Liu Ru forced a smile, but Lu Yun felt inexplicable.

The other party seems to understand something wrong.

She didn't want to save people, and now she didn't have much spiritual power left in her body, and it was already difficult for her to support her climbing with her hands alone.

So she took out Han Jiangxue.

The black rock is as hard as iron, and it is difficult for ordinary weapons to leave traces.

Han Jiangxue was sharp enough, she stabbed the blade into the cliff and fixed it, using it to create a support point for herself.

As soon as it was done, Liu Ru fell down and grabbed her sword hilt.

Facing Liu Ru's grateful expression, Lu Yun kindly spoke up.

"You should let go."

There is also a bit of sympathy in these words.

what?
Liu Ru, who had just escaped from death, looked at Lu Yun inexplicably.

Why let go?
In doubt, a cold air appeared from the hilt of the sword, and quickly turned into cold air.

sizzle, sizzle...

This is the sound of the ice layer freezing.

The cold air on the sword was wild, freezing Liu Ru's right hand into ice.

The blood on the broken part of the palm turned into solid ice, and the bright red color was really dazzling.

And the ice is still spreading.

Little by little, from the palm to the arm, it kept invading.

Under this sudden scene, Liu Ru understood what Lu Yun meant.

Gritting her teeth, she took out her saber, nailed it to the cliff with great effort, and held it with her left hand.

At this moment, the ice layer had reached her shoulders, and seeing that her head was about to become an ice sculpture, a curved hand came in front of her.

With a tap of a finger, the ice layer shattered, and even the sleeve on Liu Ru's right arm turned into ice crystals and disappeared.

Her arms were bloodless after being frozen, Liu Ru activated her spiritual power to dispel the chill that would freeze her soul.

In front of Liu Ru, Lu Yun grabbed the hilt of the sword and nothing happened.

Han Jiangxue is one of the ten famous swords of Tibetan Sword Sect, and also a sword with a haughty personality who likes to make ice sculptures.

It was born in an extremely cold place, and the coldness contained in it would make ordinary monks unlucky even to touch it.

Because of the existence of the fragments, Han Jiangxue recognized her as the master.

She still remembered that when she brought Han Jiangxue out, her big brother Ji Hongxi was stubborn and took Han Jiangxue away and wanted to dance.

As a result, the frenzied cold air in the sword taught Ji Hongxi a lesson he would never forget.

The well-behaved Han Jiangxue in Lu Yun's hands is actually a master with a temper, full of vicious humor.

With the help of Han Jiangxue, Lu Yun's upward speed was a little faster, but after a while, she distanced herself from Liu Ru, and pressed on top of Feng Hao's head.

Like cutting tofu, the blade of the sword sank into the rock easily, and the wind continued to intensify.

Feng Hao's body was shaking, and it became difficult to continue going up.

He looked up and saw Lu Yun smiling at him.

A clear smile bloomed on the cliff, and Feng Hao felt the breath of death.

With one foot on the rock, Lu Yun climbed up another section.

The fulcrum under his feet shattered due to the surge of spiritual power, and the falling gravel smashed towards Feng Hao's head and face.

The distance is too close to dodge, even if the eyes are closed, some sand and stones will fall into the eyes, causing pain.

Feng Hao cursed in his heart, freed his right hand, and wanted to pinch a cleansing formula to wash his eyes.

The strong wind blew at this moment, smashing his body heavily on the rock, his waist was damaged, and his arms were weak for a while.

Like a causal cycle, the rock used to fix Feng Hao's body was loosened by the impact.

Crash!

The stone shattered, the fingers were helpless, and the body just fell like this.

Feng Hao, who had no time to react, widened his eyes, never believing that he would end up in such a dramatic ending.

The wind pierced the eardrum with severe pain.

There is a hand that scoops him up from the fear of falling into the abyss.

It's Liu Ru.

Liu Ru caught Feng Hao who fell off the cliff.

"Junior Sister Liu, thank you, really thank you."

The frightened Feng Hao put on a stiff smile, with guilt emerging on his face.

"Junior Sister Liu, it was my fault before, thank you for helping me regardless of previous suspicions, I promise you, I will definitely repay you."

"Really, trust me again!"

Facing Liu Ru's rescue, Feng Hao said words of gratitude with sincerity and urgency on his face.

"Actually, I helped you because I wanted to say something to you."

Looking at the excited Feng Hao, Liu Ru's eyes were filled with a sense of revenge.

She smiled viciously, and the words uttered from her lips made Feng Hao terrified, and fear immediately occupied his mind.

"Feng Hao, go all the way!"

The words fell, and the palms were released.

In panic, he wanted to grab Liu Ru's Feng Hao, but he could only watch helplessly as his fingers brushed against Liu Ru's sleeve.

"No!"

The screams echoed, deafening.

Seeing Feng Hao engulfed by the cloud and mist below, Liu Ru couldn't feel any waves in her heart.

People like Feng Hao deserve to die.

She didn't look back anymore, and what she saw when she looked up was that Lu Yun had broken into the top ten at some point.

As long as they surpass the two, Lu Yun will be able to get this spot.

But does Lu Yun want a No.8 grade?

Do not!
She wants first.

At the top, Feng Yuyao is the first, and Song Xiao is the second. These two people have a lot of distance from the people behind.

In the last section of the road, the cliff is smooth and almost ninety degrees, without any raised points.

The disciples were all like Lu Yun, who found a sharp weapon and stabbed themselves into the cliff to hang themselves.

The whole body is handed over to the sword in hand, which is their way of survival.

The lingering wind cut his face like a knife, blood rolled down on his skin, and Lu Yun smelled the smell of blood.

Her breathing was a little short, but her face was still calm.

The spiritual power net used to trap toxins in the dantian was crumbling, and she was running out of time.

"Senior Sister Lu, you are indeed different from the rumors."

A clear voice came from Lu Yun's left side. It was a cute-looking man.

A pair of round eyes, and a dimple on the left side of his cheek when he smiles, which is very gratifying.

When Lu Yun saw the other party, his eyes flickered a little.

She knows this man.

Tang Yanming is now just an ordinary registered disciple in the inner sect.

It won't be long before the other party will get a fortuitous encounter, and his cultivation will improve by leaps and bounds, and he will be taken in by the second elder, Duan Lang, as his disciple.

In the sect, this is also a legendary disciple.

Lu Yun had a good impression of Duanlang. Seeing the other party's future disciple, Lu Yun had a faint smile on his face.

"you flatter me."

This is Lu Yun's rare gentle attitude.

Tang Yanming felt it, and the smile on the baby's face deepened.

Pinching a formula with fingers, the spiritual power formed a cover, covering the two of them, isolating the wind on the cliff that wanted to pull them down.

The wind cannot break through the hood, and similarly, the conversation between the two inside the hood cannot be heard by others.

The pressure was relieved. Lu Yun's eyes darkened for this kind behavior, and she said, "Thank you."

(End of this chapter)