A cloud of dust rose covering the half crescent moon hanging in the sky. By this time the entire island was awake trying their very best not to stumble upon the line of fire.
Death was almost certain because these two didn't restrain themselves. At first Qilin Hao had been light handed with her strikes considering their mother and son relationship. But who would have thought the brat would treat this as a fight to the death battle. The amount of killing intent surrounding him gave Qilin Hao a wake up call.
She swung her sword as she hovered mid air and with a crackling sound the blade extended as it slithered like a snake with vicious flames dancing on its entire length. The sword whip was considerably longer than Ji Yao's but the strength contained in it wasn't much different from her son's.
With her body surrounded by a bright red aura her hair cascading against gravity, she said, "Ah-Yao, don't take things too far.... do you..."
