Qin Yi's phoenix eyes shifted. She thought about all those mutated plants that she had encountered before and tried very hard to find their weak points.
Seeing Wang Santing's delighted face, Qin Yi suddenly thought of something and exclaimed loudly as she ran towards Wang Santing with her big knife.
Wang Santing sneered, "It's no use! Your knife won't be able to hurt me."
Wang Santing looked at Qin Yi, who was charging towards her, and her vines came up frantically. Wang Santing's eyes were red, tyrannical and ruthless. The blood in her kept howling non-stop and propelled her forward to tear this young lady apart.
Qin Yi dodged nimbly, and her blade came into contact with the vines, moving swiftly.
Seeing Wang Santing slowly relaxing, Qin Yi began smashing the lightning balls on Wang Santing's face all of a sudden.
