Unless, unless it was on the high-end battlefield, decapitating the commander.
Otherwise, he had absolutely no reason to fail.
"Enough talk, Su Lianxue, if you want to fight, let's see if the Ice Chi in your hands is as sharp as your mouth."
Su Tong was evidently hurt by the most painful scar in his heart for the first time, no longer thinking about dueling with Su Lianxue verbally but wanting a quick decision to show the Elder of Emerald Peak through actions.
As an Elder, one must speak through abilities, disciples, husbands, and junior sisters can only serve as support, not true reliance.
"Watch the sword."
A mist rose around Su Tong, and rainbow lights flickered.
Ten feet apart, a hint of cold light had already reached Su Lianxue's throat.
At the same time, his figure had disappeared from the spot.
In the square, it seemed as if three suns had appeared.
The light was bright, turning all around into a snowy white.
