At the same time, the Demonic Blood Sword in

Ye Qingtang’s hand landed.

Clank!

The sound of clashing metal reverberated

throughout.

Ning Luo used his right arm to block it.

“Is that… the Paragon Skill!” A certain Xuanling

Sect disciple exclaimed in alarm.

A layer of frost covered Ning Luo as cold air

enshrouded him. He used his right arm that was

covered in frost to block in front of him, bearing

the force of Ye Qingtang’s sword!

“Ye Qingtang, this is the Paragon Skill… the

Frost.” Ning Luo’s lips curled up. As he spoke,

several icicles were formed in the sky and shot

down at Ye Qingtang from all angles, wanting to

pierce through Ye Qingtang.

“Paragon Skill, the Frost?” Ye Qingtang scoffed.

“It’s merely like that only.”

Then, Ye Qingtang swept her Demonic Blood

Sword across, breaking all the icicles.

“Now it’s interesting.” Ning Luo kept his sword

and guided the frost to form an ice pike in his

hand.

Whiz!

The ice pike was charged towards Ye Qingtang

immediately.

Ye Qingtang was not frightened at all as she

slashed it with her Demonic Blood Sword.

Boom!

As the Demonic Blood Sword clashed with the

ice pike, Ye Qingtang felt an unbearable icy air

which wanted to corrode her.

The moment the Demonic Blood Sword came

into contact with the pike, ice covered the

Demonic Blood Sword so rapidly, wanting to

seal Ye Qingtang altogether.

Slightly shocked, Ye Qingtang immediately

abandoned the Demonic Blood Sword.

As the Demonic Blood Sword fell on the ground,

the intensity of the freezing never slowed down

as the ground within ten meters from the spot

was covered by ice at a speed visible to the naked

eye.

“Ha… your reaction isn’t slow.” A playful smile

was hung on Ning Luo’s face.

If Ye Qingtang had not abandoned the Demonic

Blood Sword, she would definitely be sealed by

the ice.

Despair arose in the hearts of the Xuanling Sect

disciples when they saw how scary Ning Luo’s

Paragon Skill was.

Earlier, they actually innocently thought that

they could capture Ning Luo and bring him back

to Xuanling Sect.

If they knew this from the start, they would never

offend Ning Luo so brazenly no matter how

courageous they were.

“What moves do you still have? Show them all,”

Ye Qingtang said without emotion as she looked

at Ning Luo.

“With things as such, you still want to speak so

mightily. Ye Qingtang, you’re truly stubborn.”

Ning Luo laughed.

An imprint was formed in his hands as he spoke.

Instantly, snow floated in the sky, and an icy air

rose from the ground.

In just a moment, the coldness extended a

hundred meters out, and before Ye Qingtang

knew what happened, her legs were already

frozen.

“This is bad…” Ye Qingtang frowned slightly.

She originally wanted to crush the ice with her

feet and escape from it, but she realized that the

ice was as hard as steel. Feeling the disturbance of

this biting chill, the primordial gi in her body was

completely sealed and could not be used.

“Junior Sister Ye!”

Zhu Changge shouted when he noticed what

happened and flew forward, using his sword to

slash the ice on Ye Qingtang’s body.

Bang!

However, not only was this slash unable to

damage the ice the slightest bit, Zhu Changge’s

hand was numbed instead, and he was flung

several meters away from the impact.

“Junior Sister Ye, don’t be afraid. I’ll save you!”

Qin Huan leaped forward as well and condensed

all his might in his hands, hitting the ice that

rapidly froze on Ye Qingtang’s body.

“Ow…”

Similar to Zhu Changge, Qin Huan let out a

miserable cry and was flung over ten meters away

by the force of the frozen ice.

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