The two Ye clan's pugilists laughed sinisterly as they watched Wu Qianqian rushing into their lethal sword paths. Their eyes were filled with pleasure and excitement.
This woman who was dying by their sword was the disciple of Yue Lingxue and Feng Yurou! They felt great satisfaction at the thought of this.
Who dared to kill their disciple? Us!
After killing her and Chu Yang, they would escape to a faraway place and nobody would know!
They were about to clash!
At this critical moment, the sword vibration that sounded like a dragon's moan pierced the air and melted the ice on the lake surface.
A ray of sword energy came up like a rising sun and leaped out of the rippling lake.
It became a ray of a rainbow!
Yes, it was a rainbow!
Because the sword was filled with red, orange, yellow, green, blue and violet colors!
