: Two Fingers Clamp the Immortal Sword! The entire city's experts were stunned!

"Take this!"

Li Hanyi's shout, though tinged with a hint of defiance, was undeniably terrifying in its swordplay.

Iron Horse and Icy River, ranked third in the World's Famous Swords Ranking, extremely yin and extremely cold.

In addition, given Li Hanyi's cultivation as the Snow Moon Sword Immortal, this sword strike, unleashed with fury, was enough to cleave a small mountain apart, even without using her ultimate move, "Moonlit Evening and Flowery Morning"!

In an instant, a gale arose in the tavern, and countless ice crystals condensed in the air, transforming into sharp ice blades that, along with the main sword, poured down on Su Changqing like an inverted Milky Way!

"It's all over!"

Baili Dongjun watched in horror, but it was too late to intervene.

"If that cuts solid, Brother Su will probably be split in two! Even if he doesn't die, he'll be badly injured!"

Sikong Changfeng, standing outside the door, was so frightened that he closed his eyes: "That spendthrift woman! That's the father of my child! Is she really going to live the life of a widow?!"

however.

Faced with this sword strike powerful enough to split mountains and cleave rivers, Su Changqing did not flee in panic as everyone expected, nor did he show the slightest sign of alarm.

At this moment, he was holding Xiao Nuomi steadily in his left hand, and even gently patting his daughter's back with his right hand, soothing the little one who was trembling a bit from being frightened by the sword energy.

"Don't be afraid, sweetie."

Su Changqing's voice was so gentle it could melt hearts, but at the same time, he made a move that everyone thought was suicidal.

Instead of retreating, he advanced!

Furthermore, he did not draw any weapons, nor did he even raise an internal energy shield.

He simply raised his right hand, which had been patting his daughter's back, and casually extended his index and middle fingers.

It's like picking up a fallen leaf or a withered branch that has fallen from a tree.

The movement was extremely slow, yet it seemed to be incredibly fast.

An extremely bizarre sense of temporal and spatial distortion made every expert present feel a tightness in their chest.

next moment.

Two slender, fair fingers precisely met the iron horse and icy river that carried the force of a thunderbolt!

"bite--!!!"

A clear and melodious clang of metal resounded throughout the entire Snowmoon City.

There was no bloodshed or flying flesh as I had imagined, nor the booming sound of exploding sword energy.

The scene seemed to freeze.

The chilling sword, capable of freezing even the air, was now obediently resting between Su Changqing's two fingers!

No matter how much the sword trembled, no matter how violent the sword energy on it was, it could not advance even a micrometer!

The moment Su Changqing's fingertips touched the sword, the extremely cold sword energy that had been raging throughout the tavern vanished without a trace, like a mud ox sinking into the sea!

Not a single strand of hair on Xiao Nuomi's head in Su Changqing's arms was ruffled by the wind!

"this……"

Li Hanyi stared wide-eyed at the scene before her, her face filled with disbelief.

She knew best how much force she used in that sword strike.

Even if Sikong Changfeng were to take it head-on, he would have to back away. But now... he's actually being held between two fingers?!

How is this possible?!

"My goodness..."

Outside the door, Sikong Changfeng, who had just opened one eye to peek, almost popped his eyeballs out with a "pop".

He rubbed his eyes hard to make sure he wasn't seeing things, and then he was completely dumbfounded.

"This...this is catching a blade bare-handed?! And it's the sword of a sword immortal?!"

Sikong Changfeng felt that his martial arts philosophy had been subjected to a dimensional reduction attack.

Even Baili Dongjun wasn't this outrageous back then, was he?

At this moment, Baili Dongjun's mouth was so wide open that a wine jar could fit inside.

Although he knew beforehand that Su Changqing was no ordinary person, he only thought he was a reclusive master, at most a cultivator in the Divine Realm.

But this "spiritual finger" technique is simply miraculous!

No internal energy fluctuations, just pure physical strength and skill? No, that's not right! That's... the power of rules!

"Father?"

The little rice in her arms sensed the sudden silence around her and curiously tried to peek out to see what had happened.

Su Changqing immediately used the hand that was holding the sword to slide down and gently cover his daughter's eyes.

His movements were fluid and effortless, as if catching that devastating sword earlier was merely a prelude to this action.

"Be good, don't look."

With a doting smile on his face, Su Changqing spoke in a relaxed tone, as if telling a bedtime story, "Mother is performing acrobatics for Father. It's a bit dangerous, so let's not watch."

"acrobatics?"

Little Nuomi believed her and asked in her childish voice, "Is it the kind that breathes fire and swallows swords?"

"More or less."

Su Changqing spoke nonsense with a straight face, "Mother just wanted to perform a 'sword cleaving a living person in two' act, but unfortunately she messed it up."

"you!!!"

Upon hearing this, Li Hanyi nearly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Who the hell performed acrobatics?!

I'm killing you, okay?!

Can't you give Snow Moon Sword Immortal a little face?!

In shame and anger, Li Hanyi gripped the sword hilt with both hands, her internal energy surging wildly, wanting to pull the sword back and strike again.

"Let go of me!!"

Her face flushed red, and she pulled back with all her might.

however.

The sword seemed to have taken root in Su Changqing's hand, remaining completely still.

Su Changqing even had the leisure to use his other hand to tidy up his daughter's somewhat messy bangs.

"Let go! You bastard!"

Li Hanyi panicked, pushed off the ground with her feet, and leaned back, trying to use her body weight to pull out the sword.

The scene... well, how should I put it?

It's kind of funny.

The originally tense duel scene instantly turned into a large-scale tug-of-war competition.

On one side is a peerless female swordswoman, her face flushed and her skills fully unleashed; on the other side is a young father holding a baby in one arm, looking completely calm and collected.

This stark contrast left the onlookers dumbfounded.

"Is this...is this a duel between masters? It feels more like a couple flirting!"

"Look at the way Snow Moon Sword Immortal is acting. She doesn't look like she's killing anyone at all; she's clearly just being affectionate!"

"I'm full from all this PDA."

Hearing the whispers around her, Li Hanyi's face turned even redder, the redness extending all the way to her ears.

She's now in a difficult situation.

Let go, you don't want the sword anymore?

That was a place of iron horses and icy rivers!

If I don't let go, I can't pull back, and this stalemate is even more embarrassing.

"Su Changqing! What exactly do you want?!"

Li Hanyi cried out, her voice trembling with tears, "You're bullying me! You bullied me three years ago, and you're bullying me again now!"

Looking at the exasperated little woman in front of him, Su Changqing's smile deepened.

He knew he had vented his anger enough.

If we keep teasing her, we might really anger this young lady, and she probably won't even be able to sleep on the floor tonight.

"Alright, alright, stop fooling around."

Su Changqing looked at Li Hanyi's flushed face and suddenly smiled gently.

That smile was like spring flowers in bloom, making people feel as if they were bathed in a spring breeze.

next second.

He loosened his grip on the sword.

Li Hanyi, who was pulling her sword back with all her might, did not expect him to suddenly let go. She lost her balance instantly, cried out in surprise, and fell backward.

It looked like he was about to fall flat on his face.

Just then, a strong hand wrapped around her slender waist.

Su Changqing gently pulled.

Li Hanyi felt dizzy, and the next moment, she bumped into a warm and firm embrace.

He held his daughter in his left arm and his wife in his right.

The family of three miraculously reunited at this moment.

Little Nuomi, sandwiched in the middle, looked up with a bewildered expression, glanced at her father on her left, then at her mother on her right, and then clapped her hands happily: "Wow! Hugs! The whole family wants a hug!"

Li Hanyi froze completely.

Her face was pressed against Su Changqing's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, her nose filled with his familiar scent. All her anger and grievances miraculously dissipated at that moment.

Instead, there was a long-lost sense of security and... shyness.

"You...you let me go! There are so many people watching!"

Li Hanyi struggled in his arms like a frightened little rabbit, but her strength was pitifully weak; it was more like a coquettish act than a struggle.

"I won't let go."

Su Changqing resorted to shamelessness, tightening his grip on her arm even more, "I'm never letting go in this lifetime."

He lowered his head, looking into the panicked eyes of the woman in his arms, and whispered:

Li Hanyi tried to pull the sword out several times but couldn't budge it, her face turning bright red.

Su Changqing smiled gently, loosened his grip, and pulled Li Hanyi into his arms as well: "Stop fooling around, let me explain."