Chapter 1448. The final decisive battle (1)

Su Qing struck first to gain the advantage, without saying a word, she directly attacked after getting on the stage.Fortunately, Su Luo already was guarded against this in her heart. In the wake of Su Qing’s attack, Su Luo’s finger flew to make a complicated hand seal.

At this moment, slices of ice knives shot towards Su Luo’s throat and between her eyes!

“Raging sea of fireworks!” Su Luo shouted in a low voice. From the ground, four fire serpents rushed out like a flood, whirling into a circle, blocking those densely-packed ice knives.

After Su Luo blocked this attack, suddenly, everyone under the stage sat up and took notice.

“Originally thought facing a ninth-ranked expert, Su Luo would wilt after one move. Didn’t expect she was able to block it.”

“It’s the first move, who knows. Maybe Su Qing didn’t exert herself.”

“Now everything is hard to say ah.”

Everyone still maintained their doubtful attitude towards Su Luo’s strength. But there were some that frowned slightly.

Because just at the moment Su Luo released her move, the fluctuations in spirit force she caused clearly was not an insignificant fifth rank could put to use.

Therefore, Su Luo certainly was not fifth rank, very possibly, she was above eighth rank.

On the stage.

Su Qing’s complexion became slightly frosty.

“Didn’t expect you could block thirty percent of my strength. Su Luo, I actually underestimated you.” Finished speaking, a twisted and sinister smile flashed through Su Qing’s eyes.

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“Good! You’re courting death, cannot blame me!” A poisonous light flashed in Su Qing’s eyes.

One could only see her hands move like the cloud, suddenly, within a ten meter range around Su Luo’s body, a circle appeared. It was an cage made from ice and snow, about ten square meters in size!

Just like this, Su Luo was trapped in this cage made from ice and snow.

Moreover, this ice and snow cage wasn’t a motionless one. It was rotating non-stop, spinning and spinning until people’s eyes became dizzy.

Inside this cage, Su Luo’s figure seemed to be extremely not good.

Inside the ice and snow cage, the temperature, in an instant, dropped to the lowest. Su Luo continuously released her fire element.

But, after all, Su Qing was ninth rank, the strength difference of even one rank was huge.

Although Su Luo did her utmost to block, her fire element flowing out in endless stream, but in comparison, she was still repressed by Su Qing.

Seeing that the temperature was getting lower and lower, Su Luo’s heart had a bad premonition.

The corner of Su Qing’s mouth hooked into a bloodthirsty cold smile: “Su Luo, you just go to hell!”

Two years before, Su Luo had forced her until she gave up all hope. That kind of humiliation tortured Su Qing for a full eight hundred nights, every night.

In the dark palace, it was just this hatred that supported Su Qing to walk through that inhuman cultivation to improve her strength.

If she didn’t have this unforgettable hatred, very likely, Su Qing would have fallen earlier from the pain under layers of thorns.

Inside the ice and snow cage, Su Luo’s brows pursed tightly.

The disparity between the ranks was even greater than she had imagined, making her somewhat at a loss as to what to do.

The temperature of the ice and snow cage continuously went down, Su Luo’s face and hands were covered in a thin layer of frost.

Su Luo knew that in the wake of time passing, if she still were unable to get out of the ice and snow cage, she would freeze to death here.

“Hahaha, Su Luo, I suffered untold hardship and used all my effort to cultivate to the ninth rank to come find you for revenge. Your strength is weaker than an ant’s. I really look down upon you!”

Su Qing’s attitude was arrogant and brash, her laughter mocking and derisive. Su Luo’s people, hearing this, wished they could rush up and slap her several times.

Zi Yan couldn’t sit still, so angry that she nearly jumped up: “This Su Qing is too excessively rude!”

Nangong Liuyun reclined on the back of the chair, his expression seemed careless. But the finger that continuously tapped on the armrest revealed his mood slightly.