Bang!
Shi Yan’s body flew out like an arrow leaving the bowstring and fiercely fell onto the ground, then she spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Ah!" Shi Yan’s crow-like, sharp voice emitted an ear-piercing shrill cry that was unpleasant to hear.
Subsequently, she struggled to stand up, and her pair of triangular eyes stared at Duan Ling Tian. Her eyes revealed a dense hatred and melancholy. "You….You crippled my Dantian….You actually crippled my Dantian! I won’t let you off, I won’t let you off!" After leaving a few harsh words, Shi Yan held onto her Dantian and picked up her grade seven spirit sword, then she walked swiftly out of the gorge.
Her features that were already warped were now completely twisted together.
Duan Ling Tian’s face sank when he heard Shi Yan’s threats, and killing intent arose in his heart.
