Gu chunxing had already reached the middle level of the nascent soul stage. Her physical strength was very strong, and if it wasn't for the fact that she didn't have any magic treasures that she could use, her true strength would at least not lose to the top level of the nascent soul stage.
The ice could only trap her temporarily and wouldn't really take her life.
Song qingxiao had a good impression of her. After dropping her, she turned around and held the green lamp.
ah! an extremely shrill scream rang out. Immediately after, the shadow of a sword flew back and chased in the direction Wei Zhi had escaped.
When Chu Yi saw this scene, he turned pale with fright.
His love for his partner had suppressed his fear of a powerful enemy. When he saw the sword chasing in Wei Zhi's direction, he couldn't care about his own safety and his hand trembled.
'Whoosh-'
A golden rope flew out from his palm and wrapped around the long sword with lightning speed.
