Speaking of bosoms, Shangwen Lingyun's mind inexplicably wandered to the thought of two pairs of super voluptuous breasts—it felt as if the sensation of three thickened pillows smacking into her face was still from just yesterday.
Right, it seemed as if it had indeed been just yesterday.
For a moment, a hint of sorrow appeared in her eyes, so she closed them and rubbed the spot between her brows. When she reopened her eyes—she witnessed what true Martial Arts was about: birds flying back to the forest.
As the Snake Demon bent over in a crouching stance and reached out her hand, Lingyun saw her own sword whirling back through the air, buzzing as it cut through it like a knife through silk, then swiftly circled back, a sharp snap as it returned to her left hand. In that split second of deceitful play, she unleashed a fierce and tricky stab from below!
The most unrighteous strike of the Zhou Mountain Sword—the Scorpion Tail Sword!
