Of course, Huang Yueli had no intention of explaining.
She flicked her wrist casually, drawing a few dazzling glints of her long sword.
"Stop talking nonsense, if you don't make a move, I will."
Jing Shaojue had no idea what kind of little witch he was facing, and he was still pretending to be magnanimous.
"All right, all right, Young Miss Li, please first, please first! I can let you do three tricks first, and after three tricks, I will..."
Jing Shaojue was halfway through speaking when his expression suddenly changed.
Huang Yueli's long sword had already pierced his chest, and within an inch, it would pass through his chest.
Jing Shaojue hurriedly tried to dodge, and at the same time, waved his hands in Huang Yueli's direction!
The powerful metal profound energy was extremely strong, forming waves of air currents that surged forward and hit Huang Yueli's fragile sword edge.
