Spirit Vessel

How could a person’s hair be thirty meters long?

Even if she could grow it out that much, she would at least be several hundred years old with aged skin like a tough peach shell.

However, Bai Ruxue was a young woman, a kingdom-toppling beauty at that. Her skin was as fair as snow and her hair as thin as string. Her expression was chilling and her teeth were pure white, just like snow. Even her sweet tongue was as white as jade.

“Swoosh!” Feng Feiyun grabbed two strands of her hair, but they felt like two bone-chilling wires. These thin pieces were even sharper than murderous blades.

“Die!” A thousand strands of hair twisted together in the white snow like a thousand sharp blades. They issued whooshing noises in the air.

Feng Feiyun smirked as five different colors flowed through his arms. Black, red, green, white, and yellow flew out in the form of countless tentacles.

The snow in this area turned into water vapor; a layer of soil was lifted from the ground and turned into sand. All of this was engulfed in a dense light and headed for Bai Ruxue.

“He’s quite a strong disciple from the pagoda. Ruxue, don’t be defeated by him!” Hei Fengyan leaped out of the snow, dragging his iron chains on the ground for a sudden attack to counter the light that consisted of the five elements.

“Boom!” A long saber flew out and struck his heavy armor, blowing him back. He fell into the snow and created an eight-meter pit that stretched for quite a distance.

The saber flew back and was pinned next to the parasol tree.

“How can he be this strong?” Hei Fengyan climbed out of the pit after having lost three chains from his armor.

Even though his Nine-chill Armor wasn’t broken, there was a crack on it from the blade.