The blind girl is called a saint with a sword!

That was a trembling in despair.

That was a tremor that brought despair.

This sword strike, also upwards, aimed at Yu Miaozhen, who had already leaped into the air.

An Qingwan did not do anything strange; she simply... gently pushed the sword forward.

The fifteenth sword!

The fifteenth sword strike, appearing in public for the first time!

As the sword was thrust out, everything around, which had been moving, froze.

Absolute stillness.

The wind seemed to freeze in the air.

The leaves stopped trembling at the tips.

Even the rushing river seemed to have stopped, its surface smooth as a mirror, reflecting the pale moon without a single ripple.

Apart from An Qingwan's sword, apart from An Qingwan herself, everything in the world seemed to lose its vitality in that instant, as if its life force had been sucked away by a single sword strike.

Including the gentle moonlight, including the bursting sword energy, including Yu Miaozhen's sword, including the changes in Yu Miaozhen's sword.

An absolute, suffocating silence descended.

Even the heartbeats of bystanders seemed to vanish at that moment.

They are still alive, but they appear to be dead.

An Qingwan's sword strike was meant to kill!

Yu Miaozhen's expression suddenly changed as she hovered in mid-air.

She was actually afraid!

Yu Miaozhen couldn't help but be terrified.

Because she discovered that her sword was dead.

She was born of the sword, she is the sword herself. If her sword dies, what will she have left?

This was the first time Shen Ruiqing and Yu Shensheng, who were hiding in the shadows, had ever seen fear on Yu Miaozhen's face, and it was also the first time they felt that Yu Miaozhen was like a human being.

However, by the time they had this feeling, Yu Miaozhen was already dying.

She will die by An Qingwan's sword.

They had long been prepared for Yu Miaozhen to die, but when they actually saw this scene, they were still heartbroken and could hardly breathe.

There are always many such tragedies in the world.

An Qingwan's sword continued forward.

In this world, no one can stop her from taking Yu Miaozhen's life.

She won.

There will never be a reversal.

But at this moment, An Qingwan was much calmer than anyone had imagined.

What she pursued was never victory or defeat, but life and death.

Keep the people you love alive.

Let those who deserve to die die.

Now, Yu Miaozhen, who had gone mad with demonic possession, is dead.

Now, she must bring Yu Miaozhen, who is about to become her sword, back to life.

Just as the sword was about to pierce Yu Miaozhen's body, An Qingwan did something no one expected.

She turned her sword around.

Just like Yan Shisan who used this sword back then.

The difference is that Yan Shisan cut his own throat, while she stabbed herself in the body.

The wind picked up again.

The fallen leaves began to drift down again.

The water started tinkling again.

Yu Miaozhen's sword has changed again.

Only An Qingwan collapsed.

No one expected this battle to end this way.

An Qingwan won, but did she really win?

Yu Miaozhen discarded the sword in her hand.

She landed on the ground and caught An Qingwan just before she fell.

"why?"

why?

Everyone wants to know why.

An Qingwan gently stroked the back of Yu Miaozhen's head.

"If you die, I will feel very lonely."

Yu Miaozhen buried her head deeply in An Qingwan's arms.

An Qingwan felt the warmth of a human being from her, rather than the coldness of a sword.

At that moment, An Qingwan knew that she had truly won!

P.S.: Thank you Yefeng Lingyu and Jiba Rabbit for the razor blades.

Speaking of bloodthirsty spectators, this tradition has existed since ancient times. In ancient times, there were always bloodthirsty spectators watching battles. During the Rebellion of the Three Generals, when Yang Jian sent people to suppress Yuchi Jiong, tens of thousands of people watched the spectacle from the sidelines during the Battle of Yecheng.

[Yuwen Xin and his men formed a battle formation with their backs to Ye City and engaged in a fierce battle with the government troops, who suffered a setback. At the time, tens of thousands of men and women from Ye City were watching the battle. Yuwen Xin, along with Gao Jiong, Li Xun, and others, plotted, saying, "The situation is urgent; we should use expediency to defeat them."] Yuwen Xin and his men disregarded military ethics, attacked the onlookers, disrupted their formation, and ultimately inflicted a great defeat on Yuwen Jiong.

The next chapter will be about QQ Space, and then a bloodbath will begin.

A warm boudoir of hibiscus blossoms, a wish for a long and happy marriage. [3k]

The night grew even darker.

The moonlight seemed even brighter.

It was as bright as the hearts of the onlookers.

The outcome of this battle was completely unexpected.

Before arriving here, even those who were unfamiliar with the ways of the martial world thought that at least one person would die in this duel.

Because the sword has no eyes.

Because the martial arts world is always filled with bloodshed and violence.

But in the end, no one died.

Although An Qingwan was injured, the injury was not fatal.

In fact, Yu Miaozhen had already stepped one foot into the gates of hell, and the onlookers around her also thought that they had one foot in the gates of hell.

But in the end, none of them died.

This might not be a bad outcome.

Such a skilled swordsman is rare to find anywhere in the entire martial arts world.

It would be such a pity if he died here like this.

Of everyone present, Shen Ruiqing and Yu Shen were the most excited.

An Qingwan really did it.

She not only unleashed that earth-shattering sword strike, completely defeating Yu Miaozhen in swordsmanship, but she also knocked the sword from Yu Miaozhen's hand in a way that surprised everyone.

At this moment, Yu Miaozhen was no longer as sharp or cold as a sword; she looked like an ordinary person who had made a mistake.

people.

Such a common word.

But this word was once so far removed from Yu Miaozhen.

Neither Shen Ruiqing nor Yu Shen could hold back their tears at this moment.

Those were tears of joy.

Those were tears of gratitude.

Of everyone present, only those who wished An Qing would die sooner truly felt resentment and bitterness.

For example, spies from the Great Brightness Cult, and those who covet the Great Qi's secret treasure.

But none of this is what Yu Miaozhen cares about right now.

Now, Yu Miaozhen has neither a sword in her hand nor a sword in her heart.

All she could see was An Qingwan, the woman who wanted to be her scabbard and her sword.

Yu Miaozhen hurriedly picked up An Qingwan.

"I'll take you to get your injuries treated."

She looked around, and then she suddenly froze.

A very serious problem was placed before her.

Where should she go?

Where can we get An Qingwan's injuries treated?

Now that she knows where to go, how does she get there?

She sometimes even gets confused about left and right, let alone east, west, south, and north.

In this situation, although she wanted to take An Qingwan to get treatment, she simply didn't have the means.

Yu Miaozhen stood there, at a loss.

sad.

Wronged.

It wasn't until Jin Xueyi parted the crowd and rushed out from behind it that she finally arrived.

"Please give way."

Jin Xueyi rushed to An Qingwan's side, her face full of worry.

“Miss An, didn’t you say there would be no danger on this trip? You… I’ll take you to see a doctor right away.”

As she spoke, she took An Qingwan from Yu Miaozhen's hands.

Yu Miaozhen subconsciously took a step back.

Jin Xueyi: "..."

Yu Miaozhen asked timidly, "Can I hold her? Can I go with you?"

Jin Xueyi paused for a moment, then nodded.

"Come on, follow me, we're leaving right now."

She walked swiftly and decisively out of the crowd.

Yu Miaozhen hurriedly followed, afraid that if she walked too slowly she would be left behind and then get lost again.