Third Room

[Azhen, I bet that male cultivator is about to encounter a tragedy.] Jiang Yue transmitted.

Hearing this, Yu Nianzhen smiled and looked a little interested.

[How do you think he will die?] He asked.

[Although that female cultivator looks delicate, she is definitely not easy to mess with. I have a feeling the male cultivator will be hammered to death.]

"Hammered?" Yu Nianzhen chuckled and then continued.

"Why a hammer?"

"Just feeling." Jiang Yue shrugged and continued to watch the show.

"Are you deaf? Hurry up and give me your puppet." The male cultivator insisted.

However, the female cultivator only sneered before releasing her weapon.

Her weapon was a mallet.

The mallet had a one-metre-long handle and a half-metre-long head.

At a glance, it was a heavy weapon but the woman had no trouble swinging it.

"See." Jiang Yue said and looked at his lover with a proud look in his eyes.