There is No Fairy I Can't Bend

Such a thing is absolutely not allowed a second time!

A bone-chilling chill unknowingly spread throughout the venue.

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"Huh? Is it a bit too cold?"

"Yeah, the temperature doesn't seem quite right."

"It's... frozen?!"

There was a commotion in the auditorium, and many people noticed that the cold air was eroding the surroundings, and the chairs and the ground were gradually covered with a thin layer of ice.

Ye Mo frowned, and quickly opened the barrier to isolate the cold air in the arena from the auditorium.

"Zhang Zhenren, I think that disciple of Mingyue Palace is still unable to control the next spell well. Would it be better for your disciple to admit defeat?"

Ye Moxibustion looked at Zhang Jianlai with a questioning expression.

They held the Heaven Sacrifice Competition not to fight each other to the death, and they didn't want to see any casualties. If they judged the winner, it was their duty to stop it.However, Ruan Jianxin, as a member of the Qinglian Sword Sect, Ye Moxibustion still asked Zhang Jianlai for his opinion, but he had actually instructed the elders of the Dao League in the arena to suspend the competition at any time.

Zhang Jianlai looked at Ruan Jianxin in the arena, pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Leader, don't worry, just let the competition continue."

"But......"

"No need to say more, let's watch the competition."

Zhang Jianlai stopped Ye Mo from speaking, and motioned him to look into the field.

At this time, the cold air in the arena had reached a very terrifying level, it was all white, and a little bit of snow-white freezing points condensed in the air, and slowly fell on the ice surface.

Ruan Jianxin's body trembled uncontrollably, her face was a little pale, but she gritted her teeth and stubbornly endured the bone-chilling chill.

Mingyue's Bingxin method is the top-level cultivation method of the orthodox way. The Yin and cold qi cultivated is the best in the cultivation world, and there is no other cultivation method that can be compared with it.Even in the same realm, the cold air of Mingyue Palace will have a great impact on the opponent, not to mention that what Ruan Jianxin is facing at this time is the cave stage which is a realm higher than himself.

According to common sense, she has no chance of winning at all.

But will she give up?

she won't!

No matter which Ruan Jianxin it is, the stubbornness in his bones has never changed.

Holding the sword soul tightly in his hand, the sword energy formed a thin barrier to isolate the cold air, and an invisible wave was slowly emanating from Ruan Jianxin's body.

That is not sword energy, nor true essence, but something more ethereal and mysterious.

Elder Han, who had exerted all his strength, suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart.

Obviously the person in front of him is only a Nascent Soul Stage, and his own cultivation is stabilizing the opponent, but he feels a strong danger from the opponent.

Gritting her teeth, she didn't dare to push her further. She was worried that she would hurt Ruan Jianxin and had some reservations, but at this moment, Elder Han poured all the true energy into the formula without hesitation.

The colder the colder, the sword energy around Ruan Jianxin was covered with hoarfrost and shattered in an instant.

The cold air that can freeze invisible things is the scary thing about Mingyue Palace.

Ruan Jianxin's pretty face became a little paler, and her morbid pallor made her look crumbling and pitiful.

But she persisted.

The tip of the sword trembled slightly, and ripples appeared layer by layer. In the cold air, there was something invisible and intangible, but it really existed.

The people watching the battle only felt a sudden sore nose and a little soreness in their hearts.

"Why, my heart hurts suddenly."

"Tears, can you shed them?"

"What's wrong? Why am I crying?"

"There's a feeling of sadness."

There was a lot of mourning in the audience, and Elder Han in the field felt more and more sour in his heart.

In a trance, she seemed to see that when she first started, the senior sister who cared for her in every possible way, the two of them were like sisters, and had a very good relationship, until one day, people from the Tianyin sect attacked like a group of mad dogs... ...

She watched her senior sister be killed, and then she went crazy and avenged her senior sister.

From then on, she practiced painstakingly and never cared about other things.This past event was also sealed deep in her heart by her, and she no longer mentioned it.

However, at this moment, she seemed to see her senior sister's voice and smile again, and she couldn't stop crying.

Ruan Jianxin walked up to him, and the sharp sword in his hand rested weakly beside Elder Han's jade neck.

Elder Han, who came back to his senses, found that he had already lost, and the loss was unclear, but he didn't feel the slightest loss, only a little melancholy and puzzled.

"What trick is this?"

Although Ruan Jianxin was pale, she still stood firmly. She thought for a while and said, "Mingxin Sword Art."

"Kind of mind...a very apt name."

Ruan Jianxin smiled lightly, unable to deny it.

The referee declared Ruan Jianxin the winner.

Ruan Jianxin breathed a sigh of relief, and took back the sword soul in his hand, and he passed out directly.

Elder Han froze for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to support her.