I May Look Weak But I'm Pretty Strong

The heavy rain continued to fall, drenching each corner of the dense forest unceasingly.

Flora infected by demonic energy could gently wiggle their tree vines. At that moment, it seemed like they had suffered a huge fright as they were all curled up tightly, looking as though they did not dare to relax.

In the dense forest, there were three large trees, each with a human figure on top. 

Huang Ying brandished her sword. Her entire body was drenched by the rain but her killing intent was blazing. She was undeniably the leader of the Dark Pavilion in the Sword Guild. 

Lin Muzhe did not intend to kill Huang Ying. Her plan was to delay Huang Ying and allow the demon swarm to kill Fang Lang and the others. In this manner, her aim would be achieved.

However, Lin Muzhe was frowning deeply at that moment. She saw Fang Lang, dressed in blood-stained robes, standing in the distance.

The demon swarm had retreated, yet Fang Lang was not dead.