Chapter 42 - 42: Qinglian Sword Song, Second Move — Two Forms: Sword of Frost! Tonight, the Sword Sings Again as Wine Boils

Zhao Wuji kicked aside the rubble.

Beneath the broken bricks lay Li Zhexian, covered in mud, seemingly unconscious.

But Zhao Wuji didn't move to grab him—instead, a cold smile curled at his lips. His massive, bowl-sized fist swung down toward Li Zhexian's head without flourish or hesitation.

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