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

Fast! Too fast!

It happened so fast that even a level three spirit like Zhao Tiandu only had time for his pupils to shrink before he could even make a rescue move.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

The dull thud of sharp blades piercing flesh rang out one after another.

Of the six level-two spirits who attacked Luo Li, three of them didn't even have time to scream before their bodies suddenly stiffened.

A black feathered arrow, still trembling slightly, was stuck in their throats and hearts.

The arrow fletching was stained crimson with blood.

The three of them stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with terror and disbelief, and fell straight to the ground.

The fourth arrow grazed Yang Hong's cheek, leaving a trail of blood.

Finally, it embedded itself deeply into the mountainside behind him, its fletching vibrating wildly and making a buzzing sound.

"Who?!"

Zhao Tiandu's expression changed drastically, and he turned around abruptly to look in the direction from which the arrow had come.

The remaining few were terrified and huddled together in a panic, staring in horror at the direction from which the arrow had come.

A tall, slender figure slowly emerged from the woods.

He held an ice crystal longbow in his hand, carried a quiver on his back, and had that familiar dagger at his waist.

Bing Tianxiao remained expressionless, his eyes as cold as ice.

His usual carefree and nonchalant demeanor was completely gone, replaced by a chilling aura.

Luo Li watched the figure emerge, and the fingers gripping the Luo Shen Sword loosened slightly.

A barely perceptible sense of calm flickered in those glassy eyes.

"When did it become your place, you bunch of nobodies, to lay a finger on my people?"

Bing Tianxiao's gaze bypassed Zhao Tiandu and landed directly on Yang Hong, whose face was filled with terror.

"Yang Hong, it seems you didn't learn your lesson last time."

"Or do you think that just because you've found someone to back you up, I won't dare kill you?"

Yang Hong felt a burning pain in the wound on his cheek, and the blood flowing down between his fingers was particularly glaring.

As he watched the figure approaching step by step, his legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

The fear of being dominated by Bing Tianxiao last time surged into my heart like a tide.

"You...you stay away!"

Yang Hong roared fiercely, but his body betrayed his true intentions, shrinking back behind Zhao Tiandu.

"Bing Tianxiao! If you dare to touch me, Brother Ji Xuan will absolutely not let you get away with it!"

Upon hearing the name "Ji Xuan," the followers who had been terrified seemed to regain some confidence.

However, Bing Tianxiao did not stop in the slightest.

Each sound felt like it was stepping on Yang Hong's heart.

"Ji Xuan?"

Bing Tianxiao chuckled lightly, a hint of mockery in his laughter. "Trying to intimidate me with someone who wasn't even here, Yang Hong, you're getting more and more out of touch with reality."

He stopped, the dagger in his hand twirling deftly between his fingers, its cold light gleaming.

"Don't even mention Ji Xuan, even if the Heavenly King himself came, this score would still be settled today..."

Zhao Tiandu frowned deeply, his face so gloomy it seemed as if water could drip from it.

Although he was wary of Bing Tianxiao's incredible archery skills, he was Ji Xuan's right-hand man.

If we back down now, how will we survive on the Spirit Road?

"Bing Tianxiao, leave a way out for others."

Zhao Tiandu stepped forward, his muscles tense.

"Is it worth offending Brother Ji Xuan for a woman? As long as you hand over Luo Li, I can make the decision to let you join us..."

"You talk too much nonsense."

Bing Tianxiao interrupted him impatiently, a hint of violence flashing in his eyes.

"First, she is not an object; it's not your place to ask for her."

"Secondly, as I just said, she's one of my people. If I can't even protect my own, I might as well be dead!"

Upon hearing this, Luo Li's heart, which was as cold as an icy lake, was stirred with ripples.

She looked at the boy standing in front of her, the usually unreliable guy, who was now blocking all of Feng's killing intent.

"My people..."

Luo Li silently repeated these three words in her mind.

An unusual emotion, unlike anything she had ever felt before, quietly began to grow in the girl's heart.

She took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the pounding in her heart.

The next moment, Luo Li, carrying the Luo Shen Sword, walked step by step to Bing Tianxiao's side and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

"I'll be with you."

Luo Li's voice remained cold and aloof.

Bing Tianxiao grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth, and a violent aura instantly erupted in his eyes:

"Yang Hong is yours, I'll handle the rest!"

Before the words were even finished, the two figures disappeared from the spot almost simultaneously.

"court death!"

Upon seeing this, Zhao Tiandu was so angry that he laughed instead.

He was a third-level spirit body, one of the top experts under Ji Xuan. When had he ever been looked down upon like this?

What's more, there's this guy in front of me with the longbow.

He roared, his muscles bulging like rocks, and slammed into Bing Tianxiao who was charging towards him.

However, just when he thought he could easily defeat Bing Tianxiao.

The latter's punch made him wonder who was actually the archer.

"Bang!"

A deep, thunderous roar suddenly erupted.

The smile on Zhao Tiandu's face froze instantly.

He felt as if his punch had not struck flesh and blood, but rather slammed into a piece of ancient black iron!

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

Zhao Tiandu groaned and staggered back more than ten steps uncontrollably.

In contrast, Bing Tianxiao.

He merely swayed slightly and took half a step back before regaining his footing.

He shook his slightly numb hand and looked at Zhao Tiandu, who had a look of utter disbelief on his face.

"What? Surprised?"

"You...your power..."

Zhao Tiandu clutched his trembling right arm, his eyes filled with horror: "You're at the peak of a level three spiritual body?!"

In his mind, archers were all fragile creatures who could only hide in the distance and fire arrows from afar.

Once someone gets close, they're like a lamb to the slaughter.

But this guy in front of me is nothing short of a ferocious beast in human skin!

Bing Tianxiao casually pulled a dagger from his waist.

He twirled the knife gracefully between his fingers, then walked step by step toward Zhao Tiandu, his tone both matter-of-fact and tinged with a hint of mockery:

"Who told you archers are always fragile?"

Bing Tianxiao stomped on the ground and shot out like a cannonball.

The dagger in his hand flashed with a chilling light, aimed straight for Zhao Tiandu's throat:

"Remember this common sense—"

"An archer who can't fight in melee isn't a good archer!"

Before he could finish speaking, Bing Tianxiao had already pounced on him.

This time, he held nothing back.

The dagger was like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, each strike ruthless and extremely cunning.

Although Zhao Tiandu is also a level three spiritual body, he is far inferior to Bing Tianxiao.

"Damn it! Damn it! This kid's a lunatic!"

Zhao Tiandu roared inwardly, but the more he fought, the more alarmed he became.

He discovered that Bing Tianxiao's fighting style was extremely brutal, and that the dagger always aimed at his most vulnerable spots.

"Come and help, you guys!"

When Zhao Tiandu saw the other three people staring blankly, he roared in anger.

The three men looked at each other in bewilderment, then grabbed their weapons and charged forward.

the other side.

"clang!"

A crisp sword rang out.

Yang Hong's double maces were knocked away, and he tumbled to the ground in a sorry state.

He looked up in alarm and saw Luo Li holding a long sword, looking down at him.

The girl's silver hair danced in the air, and although she was injured, her sharp sword intent was stronger than ever before.