It had nothing to do with me what Xia Ruize wanted to do. Even if he killed Li Poxiao, I honestly wouldn't feel heartbroken. Of course, I wouldn't let Li Poxiao die so easily. That would mean I had to deal with Xia Ruize. After all, keeping him in check was very important to me.
Xia Ruize stroked the purple sword in his hand and stood there with a sinister smile. Everyone had already gathered around me warily, afraid that if this fellow truly went mad, no one would be able to stop him. After all, only being by my side gave them a sense of safety.
Li Poxiao sat there boldly, and soon appeared inside the arena.
Dressed in blue, Li Poxiao erupted with blazing Sword Qi. Wherever the snow and ice blew near him, it turned into wisps of steam. The woman still wore an indifferent expression; this entrance was itself her hallmark. If she couldn't withstand the first wave of Sword Qi bombardment, Li Poxiao would have no right to remain in the arena!
The powerful Sword Qi continued to pour out wildly. Li Poxiao quickly raised his sword and assumed a stance, then directly unleashed his Sword Song. After all, the woman was also in the midst of activating her Sword Song—otherwise, how could she instantly kill an opponent like Liulisha?
"An immortal robe dwells beside the hanging mountain, when will the clear radiance fall beyond the curtains?" The two swords in her hands seemed like willow branches, white and slender. Every movement displayed the softness and liveliness befitting a woman, making it a feast for the eyes. Of course, the situation inside the arena was far less simple. Snow and ice became flying feathers, cold winds turned into raging tempests, and the scene seemed to