"Smack!"
A palm struck down, full of fleshiness, and one could clearly see her body trembling slightly, rippling behind her.
"Ah... Bastard!" Lan Xiyue screamed in surprise and anger, quivering as she turned around and delivered a high whip kick towards Lin Hao.
Lin Hao raised his hand, caught her foot, and pulled it forward.
Lan Xiyue immediately lost her balance, her legs split apart, and she sat on the ground, but as a cultivator and also a martial artist, she swept her leg towards Lin Hao in response.
A smile always playing on the corner of Lin Hao's mouth, he easily dodged again: "If you don't stop, I'll have to hit you again."
"Lin Hao, you're dead meat!" Lan Xiyue didn't stop, the primordial Qi in her body surged even higher, burning like flames.
"Fine, you asked for this."
Lin Hao's eyes narrowed slightly.
Then.
He began to step forward, walking towards Lan Xiyue step by step.
No matter how Lan Xiyue attacked, she couldn't touch even a single hair on him.
