Chapter 1007: Death of the Ice Field Heavenly Monarch

A blood ice flame, a bluegold flying sword, both fiercely battling, tugging at the hearts of everyone on the battlefield.

Every slash of the Taiqing Flying Sword shatters countless spaces, dispersing myriad fragments of ice.

Because the space around was frozen, the flying sword faced immense resistance with every movement, as if contending against an entire world of ice.

This is the Demon Pill that the Ice Field Heavenly Monarch has refined for ten thousand years!

The fire of the demon pill is extremely cold, radiating rings of transparent ripples, freezing the surrounding space, clinging to the Taiqing Flying Sword like an incurable disease, constantly eroding the sword's sharpness.

Despite the Taiqing Flying Sword's relentless strikes, its sharpness unstoppable, its speed gradually slows, and the aura on the sword begins to weaken.

Clang!

With a light hum, the Taiqing Flying Sword folded back and returned to Jiang Ding's side.