บท 265: 156, Illusion Technique Matchup_2

As a young prodigy of the Sword Sect, one of the eight great clans of the human race, she also possessed a certain pride.

Although she had seemed so humbly submissive in front of Xu Yuan, it was only because he was somewhat special.

Now, these two demons dared to insult her to her face, something Liu Ruoxue, who had just suffered an ordeal from Xu Yuan, found intolerable.

"Sword Slash: Misty Moon!"

Her slender, jade-like fingers gently formed seals, her cold brows and eyes seemed to float through a heavy snow, covered with frost.

The next instant, the already cold and clear Ruoshui Ancient Sword grew even colder to the bone, carrying a Sword Intent so frigid it seemed to freeze the very heavens and earth, streaking like a meteor.

This stroke of hers pierced through mountains and shone through the cold moon, possessing a fraction of the imposing aura of her master, Shi Ruoyu's sword that once chilled fourteen provinces.