Decapitate the Yuki-onna

Lin Qiye's slaughter of the countless demons was witnessed by both Wu Xiangnan and the knight.

Both of them were plunged into profound shock.

Three blades had killed so many demons. Just who was this person? And what exactly were the blades in his hands?

Jialan seemed to know him?

Wu Xiangnan looked at the figure wearing the Monkey King Mask and, for some reason, found him strangely familiar...

Lin Qiye stared at the Yuki-onna floating in midair, locked onto her position, and drove Black Rope fiercely into the ground beneath him.

The next moment, an enormous phantom blade appeared in the sky above the Yuki-onna's head, plummeting downward with terrifying force. The blade sliced through the air with a mournful howl.

The Yuki-onna looked up at the sky, her brows knitting slightly. She gently raised one arm and pointed into the air.

An octagonal snowflake-shaped ice mark condensed above her head, surrounded by endless blizzards. This ice mark was only about five millimeters thick, yet it resembled an immovable wall, blocking the path of the descending blade phantom.

Boom—!!

The sky-shrouding blade phantom collided with the snowflake ice mark, producing a thunderous, muffled roar. An eerie glow radiated from the blade phantom's surface as it forcibly punctured the snowflake mark with dense, spiderweb-like cracks.

The Yuki-onna's expression darkened slightly. Her body broke apart into vast swathes of ice and snow and vanished without a trace. At the same time, the Black Rope phantom completely shattered the snowflake mark and crashed down upon the earth, grinding several fleeing demons into fragments.

Several hundred meters away, a large amount of ice and snow gathered together, once again outlining the Yuki-onna's figure.

Just then, a patch of night appeared out of nowhere before her.

The twin blades in Lin Qiye's hands were