Buzz~
A cold wind swept through, and Ye Qingcheng exuded a terrifying Cold Ice Sword Intent, causing snowflakes to fly in the sky, as if the weather instantly shifted from June to the deep winter months, with extreme coldness.
Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ye Qingcheng raised her hand, a cold light shot out, forming a Cold Ice Sword Aura, which she thrust forward.
This sword, aside from its chill, was devoid of any embellishments, but the moment the Sword Aura descended, it felt as if the world was in an Ice Seal, and Liu Chengfeng suddenly turned into an ice sculpture, standing there.
Pfft~
Then, with a soft sound, Ye Qingcheng put away the Cold Ice Sword, the crowd looked again at Li Chengfeng, seeing a blood mark appear on the brow of the iced Li Chengfeng, and then his body fell down.
This sword, plain and unremarkable, yet instantly killed the Great Ming Immortal Sect's prodigy, Li Chengfeng.
One sword, just one sword.
