What made her even more furious was that having the same talent was one thing, but the other also looked more beautiful than her. As a woman, she absolutely couldn't tolerate it.
So, she stared at the stunning figure ahead, a trace of cold killing intent appearing in her eyes.
Only she could become the top Heavenly Pride; no one else was qualified to stand with her.
"Miss, I'll take care of her!"
Sensing the arrogant girl's expression, two nearby middle-aged women quickly said, then drew their sharp swords and rushed forward like specters.
Rare things are precious; one top talent with seven lights is enough. Having more would only devalue the talent.
Therefore, to preserve the arrogant girl's status, they had to kill Murong Qingcheng.
This sudden move sent two cold beams, like poisonous snakes, instantly stabbing toward Murong Qingcheng.
Not only that, those two streaks aimed directly at Murong Qingcheng's vital points.
"What? Someone dared to make a move!"
