As he fell, Xia Qingyue’s gaze did not appear to quiver in the slightest, and wasn’t surprised at all.
It was also at this time that several tens of wounds of varied sizes suddenly bursted open on Xiao Kuanglei’s body, and waves after waves of blood spurted out… These wounds all came from Xia Qingyue’s ice sword, but under the Frozen Cloud Art, which encompassed the energy of extreme cold, these wounds were instantly sealed by ice after they were stabbed open. Not only did they not bleed, not even pain would be felt. Just like this, Xiao Kuanglei intensely fought with Xia Qingyue while being unaware, and did not notice at all that under the shrouding cyan light, his body was had already been consecutively slashed more than thirty times ten breaths ago… And if any of these wounds were to be slightly offset, they would be able to damage the life veins… Which is to say, if not for Xia Qingyue showing mercy, within that ten breaths of time, he had already died over thirty times.