"Think you can escape?"
Feng Ruqing's face was as calm as ever. But anyone could see that she was burning with rage.
Just thinking about how this bastard had hurt her little wolf made her raise her sword angrily.
All the spirit energy converged on the blade. The blade appeared to be covered by a swirl of storm.
As the storm grew more violent, dust flew all around in the air.
Tang Yin stared blankly at the young lady in the storm. Her heart felt like it was being pounded at.
Even her eyes were fixated on her. They were filled with infatuation and admiration.
Boom!
All the sword's aura suddenly came down without warning. The middle-aged man was unprepared and fell down under the devastating blows. Blood was gushing from his mouth uncontrollably.
Previously, it would not be difficult to dodge her attacks as she was merely of Spirit Warrior tier.
