"How dare you abduct my Luo Yan, die!"
Rousi's big stick swept across, creating a violent gust of air.
Gao Xin instantly dropped to the ground, feeling a piercing wind above his head.
The reaction speed of the fledgling tiger wasn't much faster than that of a true wolf.
As Gao Xin dropped down, he could still counterattack, spinning the Demon Blade for a cut.
Swish, swish, several deep cuts suddenly appeared on Rousi's body.
Flesh split and blood blurred.
But not a single drop of Rousi's blood truly flowed out, her massive form brimming with vitality.
The length of the Demon Blade wasn't even as wide as her thick waist.
Using his shadow blade technique, Gao Xin struck Rousi with seven or eight blows, but they were basically harmless.
"Damn, you're way too meaty!"
Gao Xin's face changed, and he repeated his trick, suddenly spouting a stream of acidic liquid from his mouth onto the blade.
"Digest this!"
