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Chapter 72 - Cold Killing intent

Seeing Beiming Lan Yue slowly walk toward her, Helian Qian was no longer timid. Her delicate body was slightly erect, her ample chest was constantly moving up and down, and her slender legs were standing straight like pine trees. Her entire person instantly had a different kind of aura.

A hint of self-mockery appeared in Helian Qian's eyes as her gaze swept across those senior brothers who usually followed her. At this moment, she finally understood how selfish human nature was. Those senior brothers who were swept by her, all involuntarily retreated.

At the same time, she brandished her longsword. The silver sword constantly slashed across the air, and the thin sword drew a hair-raising arc in the air. Even the natural energy of the Zhou Dynasty was rotating gently with the sword. Clearly, Helian Qian was preparing for a powerful martial skill.

As soon as he landed, Beiming Lanyue and Helian Qian looked at each other from afar. Other than the ripples caused by the longsword in Helian Qian's hand, everything else went silent.

"This woman who is as proud as a peacock finally knows how to restrain herself." Beiming Langyue smiled inwardly.

Her eyes that were as bright and profound as gems shot a glance at Feng Mian, who was not far away.

Sensing Beiming Lan Yue's venomous, cold killing intent, Feng Mian's face trembled uncontrollably, he could not help but complain in his heart. If he knew earlier that this little girl was so troublesome, no matter how much he protected his weakness, he would never provoke her. Now that he had offended this fiend, he knew in his heart that he and his family were in an irreconcilable situation.

Even Feng Qingyuan was not his opponent, he could only pray that the sect master would appear, and quickly massacre the entire family. Otherwise, anyone who was targeted by such a powerful family would not be able to rest in peace, the sect master would definitely be punished, but to be punished would be better than dying.

Moreover, Feng Mian's character was the same as Beiming Lan Yue's, the type of person who would get rid of the grass when he made a move. He was reckless this time, and thought that living in a small town like Qingyang Town would not make him too strong. Even if he killed off his sister's family, it would only be with the help of someone else from the family.

Beiming Lan Yue only glanced at Feng Mian for a moment before retracting her gaze. She lightly raised her snow-white hands, and her white fingertip gently rotated to form a palm-sized elemental energy tornado that appeared between her hands.

"Dragon-Twisted Sky, go!"

Beiming Lan Yue smiled lightly and tossed the elemental energy tornado towards Helian Qian.

The palm-sized elemental energy tornado expanded upon seeing the wind, and under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, it instantly turned into a tornado the size of several tens of feet. It swept towards Helian Qian at an astonishing speed, and the Elemental energy fluctuations emitted along the way could be felt from far away.

It was actually the Dragon-Twisted Sky that Ling Zhuyue had taught her.

Disciple of Holy Mountain's face was filled with shock, even the Third Elder who had not made a sound until now had a serious expression, unable to understand how that petite body could contain such a tyrannical power.

Now, looking at Beiming Lanyue, he thought of himself. The former had reached the fourth level of Green Bamboo Realm eleven years earlier than him, and now, eleven years later, the Third Elder's face couldn't help but tremble, he only felt that this little girl was too monstrous, and that he couldn't let her live.

In the blink of an eye, the massive tornado collided with the powerful energy generated by Helian Qian's sword tip.

In an instant, Helian Qian spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at the former in shock.

However, the expected explosion did not occur. Beiming Lan Yue's tornado continued to wrap around the former's sword Qi in a domineering manner, as if it was destroying everything in its path.

In that instant, a very strange scene appeared. A little girl in a long robe and skirt stood in the air, her dress stained with blood, but it was still unable to hide the ethereal aura of the little girl. Her delicate face had an indifferent expression, and her deep and bright gem-like eyes coldly stared at the woman in front of her.

On the other side, a lady dressed in a long green dress was constantly waving the longsword in her hand to block the incoming tornadoes. On the other side, a lady dressed in a long green dress was constantly swinging the longsword to block the incoming tornadoes.