I Have a Golden Crow

”Buzz~” The woman’s right wrist trembled slightly, waves of Fire Demon Breath surging forth.

Within the Daling Acupoint, a broken Mountain Fire Saber was igniting a roaring blaze.

Its surface was covered in cracks, and the blade bore several notches, looking rather pitiful as if it couldn’t withstand any more wind and rain.

But even so, in response to its master’s call, the Mountain Fire Saber still answered!

”Whoosh!”

The flames surged, and the tiny human palm of Yang Qingqing pressed against the giant saber handle.

Bai Yujing sensed something and immediately flew higher.

The gigantic blade, a full 86 meters long, hung vertically, carving a deep mark on the grasslands and showering endless flames.

”Buzz!!!”

Suddenly, the Mountain Fire Saber trembled once more!

The Mountain Fire Saber emerged with the mindset of facing death, determined to shatter before its master if need be.

But upon coming out, the Mountain Fire Saber realized.

This was indeed a battle, but not a battle to die.

Moreover, the person in the deep pit ahead was its mortal enemy!?

”Stop, stop!” The Male Emperor’s Minister crawled out of the deep pit, furiously shouting at Bai Yujing flying high above.

Yang Qingqing’s expression was severe, her large saber was scorching hot, yet her beautiful eyes were as cold as ice!

”Whoosh~”

The Beautiful Immortal Deer swept across the sky at eighty meters high, the long body of the Mountain Fire Saber linking heaven and earth, its blade piercing deep into the ground, slashing straight at the West Mountain Emperor’s Minister.

”Stop!” The Male Emperor’s Minister launched himself sideways with a powerful leap.

”Nai!” Bai Yujing shook his head vigorously.

No, I won’t stop!

The Spiritual Qi filling Du Yu’s body was Bai Yujing’s Protective Talisman.

And without Du Yu, there was also Master Qing, who was bestowed with abundant pure Spiritual Qi by the Divine Tree, also within the Shenfeng Acupoint!

”Ahhhh!” The Male Emperor’s Minister screamed in shock and fury, nearly driven mad.

As a body-refining person, various aspects of his body exploded, with extraordinary speed.

Coincidentally,

The Dust Spirit Deer clan also boasted explosive speed!

Yang Qingqing rode the deer high, wielding the saber like a pen, painting on the earth.

Endless flames drenched the grasslands, and the inflamed Male Emperor’s Minister fled desperately, pursued relentlessly by the sharp blade edge.

”Clatter, clatter!”

The sound of the Cold Qi Armor shattering exploded loudly!

The sharp Mountain Fire Saber swept past the Male Emperor’s Minister’s calf.

Yang Qingqing held the deer antler in one hand, slightly tilting it, letting her steed hover in the air.

In her other hand, the Mountain Fire Saber gleamed with a sharp edge, slicing fiercely!

”Ah! Ahhhhh!” The Male Emperor’s Minister’s shrill screams filled the air.

The Great Saber gouged deep!

No, given the size comparison between the Cold Race and the Mountain Fire Saber, Yang Qingqing wasn’t gouging a heart.

She was gouging the entire West Mountain Emperor’s Minister!

”Buzz!!!”

The Mountain Fire Saber exploded entirely, flames soaring into the sky.

Vanquishing the enemy at hand, crushing and slicing them to pieces!

Boundless fury, never vented so thoroughly before!

Its broken blade, etched with cracks, seemed to have a slight tendency to heal due to a change in its state of mind?

Yang Qingqing’s eyes were fierce as she raised her hand pressing on the saber handle, slamming it down hard once more.

”Slash!”

The blade edge of the Mountain Fire Saber pressed against the charred, shattered bones, stabbing down fiercely.

”Phew.” Yang Qingqing breathed out a turbid air, turning her head to look into the distance.

All along, no thunder had ever interrupted her slaughter of enemies because...

In the distance, thousands of meters away, the Cold Race army had erupted entirely!

Two Demon Saints, Thundercloud Roc, were fighting frantically, arrows pouring from the sky, and the Cold Beast Army was thrown into chaos.

Yang Qingqing abruptly withdrew the blade, gazing into the distance, her legs clenched against the deer’s belly: ”Kill!”

He was coming.

Now, it’s our turn!