Han Fei didn't know which major sect this girl was from; however, her strength was obviously no weaker than that of Two Swords.
When she swung her sword out, there was a dragon phantom rushing at him. There was wind and thunder on either side of the dragon, accompanied by flashing electric arcs, nearly thirty meters long which carried an overwhelming force.
It was only at this moment that Han Fei frowned and he replaced the Embroidery Needle with the Blood Drinking Knife.
"Draw!"
Compared with the wind-thunder dragon from the white-clothed girl, the Drawing Art was simple and unadorned. However, the shining blade light smashed all the way against the wind-thunder dragon.
Rip!
The waves were rolling back, blowing Han Fei's clothes and hair backward. In the billowing tide, Han Fei came on the waves step by step.
In his sight, the girl in white launched another strike. Her double swords slashed continuously, blocking his attack.
