Chapter 542: Chapter 542: This Woman Is Losing It Again

Under the guidance of Ming Aoshuang, a large amount of frost in the sky gathered together and instantly condensed into a crystal-clear Ice Crystal Mystic Bird, as if sculpted from ice.

Not one, but two.

The two giant mystic birds, one on the left and one on the right, spread their wings and let out a piercing screech like the howling of a cold wind.

Before the screech had finished, the two Ice Crystal Mystic Birds were already swooping down on Fang Zhou from both sides, enveloped completely in ice and snowstorms.

Fang Zhou slightly moved his mind, and the golden sword shadows above his head suddenly expanded, covering the entire sky and even blocking the bottom of the twenty-second level.

Countless sword shadows formed a dazzling golden sea, and this was merely tens of thousands of sword shadows, far from the limit.

“This… this is…”

Ming Aoshuang looked up at the golden curtain of swords that covered the sky, a chill rushing from her heart.

Her usually expressionless ice-sculpted face was now wide-eyed in disbelief, revealing shock.

The pressure brought by the golden sword curtain was so strong that even Ming Aoshuang, a person accustomed to cold, could feel the coldness in her heart.

And the deadly threat!

“You…”

At this moment, Ming Aoshuang was even at a loss for words.

She couldn’t understand how Fang Zhou, who was clearly weak just a few months ago, had become so strong.

“Stunned, aren’t you.”

Fang Zhou opened his hands, and under his control, tens of thousands of sword shadows aimed at Ming Aoshuang: “This is the surprise I have for you, take it.”

Before the words were finished, tens of thousands of sword shadows shot down like a golden rainstorm, with each streak being a sword shadow.

The first to bear the brunt were the two Ice Crystal Mystic Birds, huge bodies with wingspans over ten meters, unable to avoid the golden rainstorm and instantly getting beaten into a soaked state.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The continuous sword shadows fell on the Ice Crystal Mystic Birds, each shadow equivalent to a shoulder-fired RPG, bringing massive kinetic energy and explosive force.

The bodies of the Ice Crystal Mystic Birds were quickly blasted with huge gaps, and although able to regenerate quickly, the regeneration speed couldn’t keep up with the relentless barrage of sword shadows.

In just ten seconds, the two Ice Crystal Mystic Birds were revived over ten times under the barrage, almost dying once every second.

They ultimately could not revive indefinitely and soon exhausted their internal strength, letting out mournful cries as they fell to the ground.

Before hitting the ground, their large bodies once again turned into frost, creating flurries of falling snowflakes.

Compared to the two Ice Crystal Mystic Birds, Ming Aoshuang’s situation was even more perilous.

She swung the Qingshuang Sword in her hand, whipping up a blizzard that formed a constantly rotating tornado, drawing in the incoming sword shadows and shattering them.

But the number of sword shadows was simply too great, and they were unfazed by her freezing space.

With just a single tornado, she couldn’t block so many and dense attacks, forcing Ming Aoshuang to retreat, with the sword shadows following closely and covering her escape route.

Ming Aoshuang barely endured a few waves of the carpet-like attack of sword shadows, immediately finding herself in life-threatening danger, teetering on the edge.

She had to grit her teeth and cast spells, once again conjuring multiple tornadoes to envelop herself within, barely defending against the sword shadow attacks.

After Fang Zhou dealt with the two Ice Crystal Mystic Birds, he directed all the sword shadows to attack Ming Aoshuang.

Ming Aoshuang’s pressure instantly increased, and her snow tornadoes used for defense couldn’t stop the extensive attack of sword shadows.

Fang Zhou leisurely flew over and stopped at a safe distance.

“Sister Ming, how do you like my surprise, I prepared it specially for you, do you like it?”

Fang Zhou’s mocking and teasing tone immediately made Ming Aoshuang bristle with anger.

Especially since Fang Zhou had the audacity to call her sister Ming, although she was nearly thirty, and Fang Zhou looked merely sixteen or seventeen.

Clearly taking advantage of her, perhaps even mocking her for not being able to surpass a kid despite being in the field for so many years.

Fang Zhou actually didn’t mean it that way, just taking a verbal advantage, but Ming Aoshuang, with her stubborn mind, couldn’t help thinking that way.

Stimulated, Ming Aoshuang’s eyes and hair quickly turned light blue, with an even more frightening chill emanating from her body, as if she was going to freeze the surrounding space.

Fang Zhou frowned slightly, was this woman having another episode?

He hadn’t forgotten how Ming Aoshuang looked when she lost all rationality after getting provoked a few months ago.

Chang Kong had told Fang Zhou that Ming Aoshuang was cultivating the Beiming Heavenly Phoenix Divine Skill, which was incredibly powerful, but if the cultivator’s will was not firm, it was easy for the Beiming Heavenly Phoenix to seize control of their mind, turning them into a being without humanity and emotion.

When Fang Zhou heard this, he found it absurd that Piaomiao Mountain would give such a clearly problematic woman like Ming Aoshuang a divine skill with such flaws to cultivate — were they afraid she wouldn’t get into trouble sooner?

Now, Ming Aoshuang’s current state was clearly another episode.

Although Fang Zhou wanted to give Ming Aoshuang a deep lesson, he didn’t want her life.

Ming Aoshuang was similar, maintaining a boundary where neither side would be lethal to the other.

But an episode from Ming Aoshuang was another story; she now had no rationality and would definitely not abide by the agreement, attacking fervently.

If Fang Zhou killed her, it would be Piaomiao Mountain coming to avenge her.

Ah, what a darn troublesome situation.

Fang Zhou lost interest and shouted to Ming Aoshuang, “Hey, why don’t we call it a day, and fight for three hundred rounds another day.”

However, Ming Aoshuang ignored Fang Zhou’s words, her light blue eyes icy and devoid of any emotion, more like a pure ice sculpture.

She flew straight into the sky, surrounded by boundless ice and snow, with her white dress also tinted icy blue.

Fang Zhou hesitated, unsure whether to continue the attack; he feared provoking Ming Aoshuang further, but she clearly seemed ready to unleash a powerful move.

Watching an enemy unleash a big move without stopping them is a reckless act, which Fang Zhou naturally didn’t want to commit, so he controlled the sword shadows to shoot at Ming Aoshuang again.

But this time, when the sword shadows approached Ming Aoshuang, it was as if they crashed into an invisible barrier; even sword shadows composed purely of energy began to freeze and shattered into ice flakes.

The chill emanating from Ming Aoshuang’s body was already capable of affecting even energy.

She stopped high in the sky, raising the Qingshuang Sword in her hand.

White frost fell from the Qingshuang Sword, landing on Ming Aoshuang, forming a crystal-clear, scale-like armor.

And behind Ming Aoshuang, a faint phantom shadow began to manifest.

Fang Zhou’s incessant attacks continued, with a flood of sword shadows shooting toward Ming Aoshuang, but they turned into ice flakes upon approaching.

The phantom shadow behind Ming Aoshuang gradually took form and became clear, surprisingly a massive blue phoenix, several times larger than the Ice Crystal Mystic Birds she had summoned.

Despite being just a phantom, this phoenix carried a commanding presence and majesty, hundreds of times more terrifying than Aya’s Fire Dragon Bloodline.

The phoenix spread its wings, letting out a piercing screech toward the sky.