Falling Sword Sinks into Frost

Even if she had never seen it with her own eyes, through the words of others, Yan Shuangxue could still imagine the proud appearance of the female Martial God, Hua Qianshu, stepping on the jade steps, smashing the golden sword, and finally standing in front of the emperor dripping with blood. But what would she say then? Standing in front of the best person in the world, would the female Martial God still keep chanting "Axue" over and over again? If so, that would be great. There was heavy snow and strong wind, and it was difficult to tell the enemy from us ten steps away, but there was a bright sun hanging high, visible as far as the eye could see. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.