'Scorpion-tailed Tiger' Xu Erniang tightly gripped her twin sabers, her palms full of sweat.
Inner Energy flowed within her meridians, her blood and Qi surged through her sinews and bones, but upon seeing the youth in blue clothes approaching, she couldn't muster the slightest courage.
"Young Master, I know I was wrong. I am willing to labor like a dog or a horse for you…" She adjusted her clothes, revealing half of her snowy-white bosom, and pleaded pitifully.
With a swing of his sword, a head fell, blood scattering all around.
'Downhill Tiger' Lang Yi growled as he fled, recklessly surging his Inner Qi, ignoring the stabbing pain in his meridians, his speed increasing by leaps and bounds.
Downhill Tiger, generating a tumultuous wind as he sped!
Speed was his forte, exclaimed by those in the Jianghu.
A streak of azure flashed by, and sword-light slashed diagonally.
