The Ice Empress was not in good shape either. Her entire body had begun to sway, on the verge of collapse.
With every step she took, she drew a ragged breath.
Even so, the people beside Wu Qingkong braced themselves as though facing a formidable enemy.
After all, this was the Ice Empress!
Even a casual strike from her would carry unimaginable power.
Qian Renxue's expression changed.
She stepped forward, shielding Wu Qingkong.
"Ice Empress, must you keep hounding Qingkong?!"
"I told you, this Soul Bone has nothing to do with Qingkong. If you still want to hurt him, you'll have to step over my corpse first."
A trace of a bitter smile appeared on the Ice Empress's pretty face.
"Big sister, you're called Xue'er too, aren't you?"
"Actually, I know another Xue'er. She's very beautiful too, and just as kind as you are."
"Unfortunately, neither Xue'er likes me..."
"Ah, there's really nothing I can do..."
As she finished speaking, a soft white glow began to shine in the Ice Empress's hand.
Energy gathered, soon condensing into an ice-blue sword.
As she gazed at the sword in her hand, nostalgia filled her face.
"This is a Soul Skill I created myself not long ago. Its name is Ice Sword, Peerless Ice!"
Hearing her words, Wu Qingkong could not help feeling surprised.
That move's name sounds so familiar...
Isn't that supposed to be the Snow Empress's move?
Since when could the Ice Empress use it too?
Before he could puzzle over it further, the Ice Empress gently swept her small hand forward.
The Ice-Blue Longsword shot straight toward Wu Qingkong's face.
Seeing the direction the sword was flying in,
Qian Renxue's expression changed at once.
"No!"
She hurriedly flew in front of Wu Qingkong, intending to block the sword with her