Dongfang Hui had attacked for a long time without success, and she grew increasingly agitated.
Her expression shifted several times. Finally, she gritted her teeth, and her gaze grew resolute.
She pressed her right index and middle fingers together, held them upright before her chest, and chanted under her breath.
Suddenly, a Giant Sword Phantom appeared above Dongfang Hui's head. She turned to glance at Xu Qingtong, then rested her gaze on Du Siwen opposite her.
Then Dongfang Hui touched her right index and middle fingers to the center of her brow, and the Giant Sword Phantom slashed straight down at her head.
Xu Qingtong wanted to stop her, but he withdrew his hand just as he reached out.
The Giant Sword Phantom struck Dongfang Hui's head. She spat out a mouthful of blood, and her face turned crimson.
"Du Siwen, you cuckoo who stole the magpie's nest and took Qingtong away! Today, only one of us will live!" After the Giant Sword Phantom struck her, Dongfang Hui's entire bearing changed. She seemed like a different person, her eyes filled with hatred.
On the viewing platform, Nalan Xue looked down at Dongfang Hui and murmured, "That girl actually chose Severing Love!"
After using Severing Love, Dongfang Hui's strength soared. Du Siwen, who had held the advantage, soon found the tables turned. Dongfang Hui suppressed her, leaving her able only to defend, with no strength to fight back.
After they fought a while longer, Du Siwen was beset by danger, and her bright red bridal gown had been slashed by the flying swords.
Standing nearby, Xu Qingtong saw Du Siwen faltering and tried to intervene several times, but each time she stopped him with a voice transmission.
Crack!
Du Siwen failed to dodge in time, and Dongfang Hui's sword cleaved the