"An arrangement?" Xiao Yi furrowed his brows slightly, looking at Lvu Qingran in confusion.
"You..." Lvu Qingran glared at Xiao Yi's puzzled expression, instantly furious.
"Pfft." Cheng Suyan and Chu Rou simultaneously covered their mouths and laughed.
Cheng Suyan softly reminded, "Young Master Xiao Yi, it's about the duel you agreed upon with Miss Lvu Qingran."
Up ahead, Lvu Qingran's beautiful eyes turned cold, "Deacon Xiao Yi, don't tell me you never took our battle seriously."
"Uh." Xiao Yi awkwardly touched his nose; he had indeed forgotten.
"Then let's battle right now." Lvu Qingran coldly shouted and attacked instantly.
In her hand, a sharp sword came swiftly.
Before the sword arrived, a heavy, mountain-like aura pressed from afar.
The aura enveloped her, yet became exceedingly sharp, as if piercing through with a thousand ridges.
Lih Fengxing and others hurriedly dodged and moved aside.
The Blizzard Sword appeared out of thin air in Xiao Yi's hand.