Mo Zhao did not expect Gu Xijiu to be so direct toward him . Soon, he laughed . "All right! Whoever runs is a coward! Xijiu, I will make sure you know my strength . " He had decided to take her down forcibly this time by making her his woman . If he could never get her heart, he could at least have her body .

He wanted to see her suffer in tears . He would rather have her destroyed if he could not have her .

He opened up his palm to summon his weapon; a blood-red sword formed immediately in his hand .

The edge of his sword was flaming, but its effect was cold . Immediately after its emergence, there came a loud, wailing scream from its ferocious evil spirits . The glacier, which had been actively streaming for tens of thousands of years, froze immediately when the sword appeared . The coldness was unbearable, as though piercing through Gu Xijiu's skin .

Gu Xijiu flipped the corner of her sleeves and summoned a flexible rope in her hand . It was a rope of seven-colored gleam and was as soft and nimble as a whip . Her hand gestured a little, and the flexible weapon straightened up instantly . The body of the rope was s.h.i.+mmering with many colors . It was quite majestic!

She used to have an a.r.s.enal of great weapons from Di Fuyi . However, since she broke up with Di Fuyi, she sent all the things back to him . She even stopped using all the Kung Fu techniques that he taught her .

She used the power of her soul to create a flexible rope . It immediately surrounded the entire chilly environment with a warm halo .

Under the influence of the seven-colored flexible rope, beautiful glowing rays started to s.h.i.+ne in all directions on the ice, forming a bright and dazzling view .

Mo Zhao looked at the presentation of her flexible rope and was perplexed . He did not expect Gu Xijiu to use this as her weapon . As far as he was concerned, she was better with swords .

"Your weapon is quite fancy . Did Di Fuyi give it to you?"

Gu Xijiu responded scornfully, "It looks fancy, but is lethal enough to kill you!" With a stretch, the flexible rope extended towards Mo Zhao .

Mo Zhao laughed out loud despite the impending danger . "All right, I would like to see how this soft weapon is going to kill me . "

The sword used by Mo Zhao was an excellent weapon from ancient evil times . There was nothing that it could not cut through . It could effortlessly destroy a sword that was made of diamond and shatter it into pieces .

More importantly, many sorrowful evil spirits had been confined by the power of the sword . In every movement of the sword, the evil spirits further enhanced the strength of the sword, making it powerful enough to kill both G.o.ds and celestial beings . He had been keeping the sword for his battle against The Lord; now he had to use it against Gu Xijiu instead .

If the sword hit Gu Xijiu, she would be immediately frozen into an ice cube and Mo Zhao could finally do anything to her as he pleased .

The tip of the sword and the rope met in a clash and Mo Zhao was very hopeful that the power of his evil spirits could affect Gu Xijiu's body through the flexible rope, thus freezing every inch of her limbs . To his surprise, the flexible rope shone out a gleam of powerful seven-colored rays that immediately purified the grievance of the b.l.o.o.d.y red evil spirits .

He was utterly surprised and withdrew his sword . A few sorrowful souls had just been expiated from their grief through the gleam of the seven-colored ray .

"You…" He looked at her with an utter surprise . "What kind of Kung Fu is that?" He had never seen anything like it .

"The one that can kill you!" Gu Xijiu's flexible rope turned into a colorful mirage and launched another attack towards Mo Zhao .

The seven-colored mirage shone forth with all its strength . There were many patterns emerging on the surface of the rope, as though countless of petals falling from the sky . Wherever the petals landed, it was as though spring had arrived . Warm breezes of spring air swept across the frozen glacier, thus making the stream lively again .

Mo Zhao shook his head in disbelief .

The Kung Fu that Gu Xijiu was performing was very strange, unlike anything that he had ever seen . Moreover, the strength of the Kung Fu was powerful, comparable to the power of The Lord himself .

. . . . Mo Zhao did not expect Gu Xijiu to be so direct toward him . Soon, he laughed . All right! Whoever runs is a coward! Xijiu, I will make sure you know my strength . He had decided to take her down forcibly this time by making her his woman . If he could never get her heart, he could at least have her body . He wanted to see her suffer in tears . He would rather have her destroyed if he could not have her . He opened up his palm to summon his weapon; a blood-red sword formed immediately in his hand . The edge of his sword was flaming, but its effect was cold . Immediately after its emergence, there came a loud, wailing scream from its ferocious evil spirits . The glacier, which had been actively streaming for tens of thousands of years, froze immediately when the sword appeared . The coldness was unbearable, as though piercing through Gu Xijius skin . . . Gu Xijiu flipped the corner of her sleeves and summoned a flexible rope in her hand . It was a rope of seven-colored gleam and was as soft and nimble as a whip . Her hand gestured a little, and the flexible weapon straightened up instantly . The body of the rope was s.h.i.+mmering with many colors . It was quite majestic! She used to have an a.r.s.enal of great weapons from Di Fuyi . However, since she broke up with Di Fuyi, she sent all the things back to him . She even stopped using all the Kung Fu techniques that he taught her . She used the power of her soul to create a flexible rope . It immediately surrounded the entire chilly environment with a warm halo . Under the influence of the seven-colored flexible rope, beautiful glowing rays started to s.h.i.+ne in all directions on the ice, forming a bright and dazzling view . Mo Zhao looked at the presentation of her flexible rope and was perplexed . He did not expect Gu Xijiu to use this as her weapon . As far as he was concerned, she was better with swords . . . Your weapon is quite fancy . Did Di Fuyi give it to you? Gu Xijiu responded scornfully, It looks fancy, but is lethal enough to kill you! With a stretch, the flexible rope extended towards Mo Zhao . Mo Zhao laughed out loud despite the impending danger . All right, I would like to see how this soft weapon is going to kill me . The sword used by Mo Zhao was an excellent weapon from ancient evil times . There was nothing that it could not cut through . It could effortlessly destroy a sword that was made of diamond and shatter it into pieces . More importantly, many sorrowful evil spirits had been confined by the power of the sword . In every movement of the sword, the evil spirits further enhanced the strength of the sword, making it powerful enough to kill both G.o.ds and celestial beings . He had been keeping the sword for his battle against The Lord; now he had to use it against Gu Xijiu instead . If the sword hit Gu Xijiu, she would be immediately frozen into an ice cube and Mo Zhao could finally do anything to her as he pleased . The tip of the sword and the rope met in a clash and Mo Zhao was very hopeful that the power of his evil spirits could affect Gu Xijius body through the flexible rope, thus freezing every inch of her limbs . To his surprise, the flexible rope shone out a gleam of powerful seven-colored rays that immediately purified the grievance of the b.l.o.o.d.y red evil spirits . He was utterly surprised and withdrew his sword . A few sorrowful souls had just been expiated from their grief through the gleam of the seven-colored ray . You… He looked at her with an utter surprise . What kind of Kung Fu is that? He had never seen anything like it . The one that can kill you! Gu Xijius flexible rope turned into a colorful mirage and launched another attack towards Mo Zhao . The seven-colored mirage shone forth with all its strength . There were many patterns emerging on the surface of the rope, as though countless of petals falling from the sky . Wherever the petals landed, it was as though spring had arrived . Warm breezes of spring air swept across the frozen glacier, thus making the stream lively again . Mo Zhao shook his head in disbelief . The Kung Fu that Gu Xijiu was performing was very strange, unlike anything that he had ever seen . Moreover, the strength of the Kung Fu was powerful, comparable to the power of The Lord himself .