Senior Brother, Kill This Demon Woman!

In the sky a hundred meters above, Dongfang Bingling and Dugu Fengwu were in an intense fight.

Their astonishing sword qi was weaving around each other, destroying the surface of the ground.

The dazzling sword lights shot out, turning everything in their path into dust.

At this same moment, Yang Dingtian was buried in a pile of debris. After being hit on the back by the sword qi, he felt his vision turning black as he vomited a mouthful of fresh blood and hugged Ning Ruohan as they flew.

Dugu Fengwu's sword qi was extremely powerful, but Yang Dingtian merely vomited a mouthful of blood before fainting for a short moment. He was then quickly awakened by the loud bangs from the sky.

Right now, he felt something soft and filled with elasticity underneath him. With the softness in his hand, he couldn't help but instinctively knead it with his hand. For a moment, he couldn't understand what it was.