The Great Ruler: The Ice Emperor Descends, Freezing the World!

"Help? Ha, it's just feeding a few more kills."

Bing Tianxiao looked at the three people rushing towards him, a hint of contempt flashing in his eyes.

Compared to Luo Li, the movements of these guys in front of her were so slow it was like they were doing Tai Chi.

"Too slow."

Bing Tianxiao slightly shifted his body, effortlessly dodging the oncoming slash.

Immediately afterwards, his right hand shot out like lightning, grabbed the man's wrist, and twisted it sharply.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound of bones cracking rang out, but the man hadn't even uttered a scream.

Bing Tianxiao then kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying like a cannonball and crashing into his companions who were rushing up behind him.

The two rolled around in a ball, and before they could get up, a cold light was already upon them.

The dagger in Bing Tianxiao's hand drew a perfect arc in the air, instantly slicing through the throats of the two men.

Blood gushed out, and the two level-two spirits died instantly.

"This...how is this possible?!"

The remaining henchman was so frightened that his legs went weak, and he didn't even have the courage to attack.

"What are you spacing out for?"

Bing Tianxiao's ghostly voice rang in his ears.

The next second, a slender hand pressed directly onto the top of his head.

The force of breath is exhaled and exhaled.

"Bang!"

The man bled from all seven orifices and collapsed limply to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, all three level-two spirits were wiped out!

As Zhao Tiandu watched this scene, he felt a chill run from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

He originally thought that these three people could at least hold Bing Tianxiao back for a moment, giving him a chance to counterattack, but he didn't expect that they couldn't even last ten breaths!

"Monster...you're a monster!"

Zhao Tiandu was thrown into a panic and turned to flee.

"Since you're here, don't leave."

Bing Tianxiao's cold voice came from behind.

Zhao Tiandu felt a chill run down his back and instinctively turned around to block.

However, he was met with a powerful knee strike!

"Thump!"

The blow landed squarely on Zhao Tiandu's chest, the sound of his sternum shattering was enough to make one's teeth ache.

Zhao Tiandu coughed up a mouthful of blood and crashed heavily to the ground, then smoke billowed out.

Bing Tianxiao flicked the blood off his dagger, didn't even glance at the corpse on the ground, and turned to look in the other direction.

The battle there had already ended.

Yang Hong fell into a pool of blood.

The wind was still howling.

But the carnage in front of this valley has already come to an end.

Luo Li sheathed her sword, turned around, and met Bing Tianxiao's gaze.

The two looked at each other but said nothing.

After a moment of silence, Luo Li broke the silence.

She ignored the corpses lying scattered on the ground, and instead took out a clean white silk handkerchief from her bosom and gently wiped the bloodstains on the Luoshen Sword.

The movements were gentle, as if caressing a lover's face.

"Bing Tianxiao".

The girl's voice sounded exceptionally clear in the wind.

"Um?"

Bing Tianxiao was retrieving the arrows he had just fired when he responded without turning his head.

"In one hour, I will have a real fight with you."

Luo Li sheathed the longsword she had just wiped clean and raised her head.

Those crystal-clear eyes held a serious expression.

Bing Tianxiao paused slightly as he pulled out the arrow.

The cold wind whipped up the corner of his clothes, making them rustle.

He slowly turned around and looked at the girl in front of him.

This time, Bing Tianxiao didn't crack jokes like he usually does.

He slowly wiped the nonchalant smile from his face, his eyes gradually becoming deep and serious.

He understood the meaning in Luo Li's eyes.

This five-month entanglement will come to an end in this battle.

"it is good."

Bing Tianxiao nodded, carefully polished each of the retrieved arrows, and put them back into the quiver.

He then sat cross-legged on the snow and took out a pill.

His voice was calm yet firm:

"We will fight in one hour."

Luo Li's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint yet stunning smile.

She then sat down cross-legged, closed her eyes, and began to regulate her breathing, bringing herself to her peak condition.

The wind and snow continue.

The two sat back to back, only a few feet apart.

There was no murderous intent, no hostility.

Only two terrifying auras, constantly rising and poised to erupt, were quietly brewing in this world.

This is the calm before the storm.

An hour passes in the blink of an eye.

When the last snowflake landed on Bing Tianxiao's shoulder, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Almost at the same time, Luo Li on the other side also opened her eyes.

There was no referee, no command.

"collapse!"

A thunderous tremor of the bowstring suddenly rang out.

Bing Tianxiao's figure left an afterimage in place, and he retreated rapidly using the force of the recoil.

Where he had originally stood, three black streaks of light formed a triangular shape and headed straight for Luo Li!

A barrage of arrows!

This move was a ruthless killing blow.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

Luo Li's expression remained unchanged, and she lightly trembled her wrist.

The Luoshen Sword transformed into a silver light curtain, accurately deflecting the three sharp arrows.

However, the moment she blocked the arrow, the chilling feeling of being targeted by a venomous snake returned.

Bing Tianxiao's figure darted swiftly through the forest, the ice crystal longbow in his hand seemingly coming to life.

He drew his bow while moving, and with each twang of the bowstring, a sharp arrow would be shot from an extremely tricky angle.

They can shoot directly, projectile, or even use the rebound of the tree trunk to change their trajectory!

Every arrow was aimed directly at the spot where Luo Li needed to be saved.

Luo Li also pushed her movement technique to its limit, her silver hair flying wildly.

In her hand, the Luoshen Sword seemed to transform into a silver river, its sword energy crisscrossing and cutting down the deadly arrows one by one.

The two fought from the ground to mid-air, and then fought back down into the snow.

These five months of fighting have made them intimately familiar with each other's moves.

Bing Tianxiao knew where Luo Li's next sword would strike, and Luo Li also predicted the landing point of Bing Tianxiao's next arrow.

This is a gamble on the edge of a knife; a single misstep could mean certain death.

"Is this all the power you have?"

Luo Liqing shouted and suddenly accelerated, braving the dense rain of arrows to forcefully close the distance with Bing Tianxiao.

The Luoshen Sword shone brightly, and an incomparably sharp sword intent locked onto Bing Tianxiao, sealing off all his escape routes.

They're getting close!

For an archer, being approached by a swordsman often means death.

Luo Li thrust out her sword, aiming straight for Bing Tianxiao's chest.

This sword strike was as fast as lightning, and there was no way to avoid it!

However, Bing Tianxiao was clearly not a normal archer; he was an archer!

Instead of retreating, he advanced!

His body twisted at an extremely bizarre angle, barely avoiding the vital point of his heart, allowing the sharp sword to slash through his clothes, leaving a bloody gash under his ribs.

Taking advantage of the fleeting moment when they passed each other, Bing Tianxiao suddenly drew his longbow to its full length.

It's not for shooting far, but for—firing at point-blank range!

"collapse!"

The vibrating sound of the bowstring exploded in their ears, like the whisper of death.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.