Her extended hand resembled the Nine Yin Skeleton Claw, with strange black inner force swirling at her fingertips. Qin Yu knew the danger, and she leaped horizontally in mid-air. The sharp fingers swept past Qin Yu's cheek, brushing against a few strands of hair...
The opponent hooked her fingertips, grasping those strands of hair. Qin Yu, with her keen eyesight, caught a glimpse of the black air swirling around the opponent's crimson nails.
Poisonous, extremely poisonous!
It could enter the body through the hair.
Decisive and ruthless, Qin Yu immediately cut off those strands of hair, spun around, and the severed hair dispersed into the moonlit haze, scattering one by one.
Whoosh, whoosh—she bounced and landed on a cedar branch over ten meters high. She couldn't linger for long, nor could she afford to look at her opponent for long, let alone speak, as the opponent didn't give her the chance.
Qin Yu hadn't expected her to give her a chance.
Terrifying.
