The fluttering of the ice spirits became even faster, and the surrounding temperature fell at an astonishing speed. Right at this moment, a blue glow suddenly radiated from Xia Qingyue’s body, and immediately after, a spiraling cold wind filled the entire Sword Discourse Arena.
“Ah!!”
“This… This… This is…”
That sudden flashing blue glow ruthlessly pierced into Yun Che’s eyes, causing him to instinctively shut his eyes. He immediately opened them but the moment his eyes fell on Xia Qingyue, he suddenly stood there lifelessly.