"I don't believe it either, but it's the truth." Ling Chuxi spread her hands helplessly, ready to fight. It would not be so easy to deal with the aftermath.
"Hmph! Die!" Yi Li coldly shouted. She had already pulled out a strange sword and started to attack at Ling Chuxi with lightning speed.
Ling Yichen and the others had also rushed over by then.
As soon as they attacked, Ling Yichen and the others could feel the strangeness of Yi Li's sword play. Her sword was not straight, but had a few smooth curves. Together with her agile movement and sword play, she was like a nimble dancing snake. The true Qi on the sword was released and withdrawn several times, like a poisonous tongue spitting out a message. Her entire attack was strange and unpredictable, making it impossible for people to guard against it.
