Chapter 1965: Third Level, Pa.s.sed! (1)

Translator: Artemis060

In that moment, there seemed to be countless pictures flas.h.i.+ng before Su Luo's eyes. Everything flashed before Su Luo's eyes like a movie, and then it stopped one by one.

Looking at the scene, Su Luo suddenly felt strange.

Is this woman who can't even beat a shadow really herself?

When did she become so weak, having to ask the enemy for fairness.

Yeah, how could there be fairness in this world? From her last life to this life, has she ever seen what is fair? Only losers will complain about the unfairness of the world, and winners will not complain like this.

This Su Ying was nothing more than just a shadow.

No matter how powerful the shadow is, it's still a fake. To be frightened by a fake one, if Nangong Liuyun is here, it's very likely that she will be laughed at.

How can I lose to her? How can I give up? Didn't I promise Nangong Liuyun to wait for him to come back and marry me?

What if he finds that her grave was already covered with long gra.s.s when he comes to marry her, what should he do then?

At the thought of this, Su Luo's heart was painful, but at the same time, her courage was multiplied!

Even if Su Ying doesn't feel pain, even if she has an indestructible body, she is just a shadow! Her own shadow! Why can't the real body beat the shadow?!!

With the ice cold and bone chilling sword's energy, Su Luo's yellow figure suddenly turned into a ray of light, and even avoided Su Ying's sword under the impossible circ.u.mstances.

"Unexpectedly, you still have a trick." Su Ying's face, like the mysterious ice of ten thousand years, showed a trace of surprise for the first time: "But it is useless, you should know that I am you and I am better than you, I'm stronger and more perfect than you. This way, n.o.body can defeat their own self, give up! "

"Really?" At this time, Su Luo's goose yellow dress was still stained with a large amount of blood, and the blood on the corner of her mouth had not even been wiped yet.

But don't know why, at this time, Su Luo seemed to be calm and collected.

She looked as clear as a stream.

There was no trace of the previous confusion and panic in the eyes. Instead, it was a firm and clear look.

Su Luo looked at Su Ying and suddenly smiled, "You are fake."

Su Luo's voice was very light, even with a smile, as if she was talking about a common thing…

But sub-sequentially came the dazzling light of the sword. The Cheng Ying sword streak across the air, bright just like the falling stars, illuminating the wasteland's sky in an instant…

Su Ying's counterattack was extremely sharp.

The onlookers who watched the battle through the light screen almost spontaneously cried out in alarm. At this moment, everyone couldn't help but to be anxious for Su Luo. Now Su Ying completely exceeded her own limits and and the strength shown was far beyond anyone's imagination…

However…

At the next moment, Su Luo's cold voice was heard, and the dazzling sword was raised: "Fake is fake, no matter how lifelike or beautiful, it's still a fake…"

Then, all of a sudden, the onlookers saw that a crack appeared quietly in the sword light which was so dazzling as if the galaxy was falling into the ninth heaven. Then, a crack quietly appeared…

In this beautiful sword light, this crack was as ugly as a scar.

But this scar, in an instant, it cut open the light of the sword all over the sky, and then only heard a slight 'chi' sound.