Without Long Chen, Xue Liushuang had no choice but to step forward. He had never expected Long Chen to lose in a single exchange, but at this point, he could only face Su Hao and Gu Yue alone.
With a flash of his figure, he arrived at the front. With a wave of his right hand, a crystalline white longsword appeared in his grasp. A chilling aura radiated from it, and the temperature plummeted.
This Martial Soul had much in common with Teacher Wu's Sky Frost Sword!
Su Hao thought to himself as Xue Liushuang charged straight at him.
Compared to the wild, explosive momentum of Su Hao and Long Chen's earlier clash, Xue Liushuang appeared far more elegant. His Ice Sword Martial Soul swayed gently in his hand, and an icy glint instantly lit up. Though he was still more than ten meters away from Su Hao, the chill had already reached him.
Su Hao reacted swiftly. His golden right hand blocked in front of him, and he casually slapped forward with his palm.
"Ding!" Amid the crisp ring, something seemed to shatter, and countless streaks of icy energy scattered before him, cold to the bone.
Immediately afterward, the chill tried to invade Su Hao's body, only to be dispersed by the golden light surrounding him.
Xue Liushuang had already arrived. With a flash, the Ice Sword in his hand split into three sword shadows, stabbing toward Su Hao's forehead, chest, and lower abdomen.
"Windlight Sword? Interesting." Seeing this, Su Hao used his Spiritual Power to form a sword as well. Then, with a flick of his right hand, the three sword shadows were instantly surrounded and destroyed, producing a string of fine "ding ding" sounds.
Icy energy filled the air. Su Hao stood there with a sword in