Still That Familiar Taste

"Oh no!"

Gongsun Baiyu's footsteps were in a mess as he felt the extreme ice attack. Not daring to underestimate it, the Xuanyuan Sword instantly slashed out, wanting to break through the layer of ice. However, as he cut open the shackles in front of him and before he could turn around, what faced him was an expressionless face and cold, heartless, and murderous eyes.

Boom!

A deafening sound came from the sky. Lin Qingzhu charged forward with her sword. Her sword technique was simple and crude, with an indomitable aura.

Cloudy Heavens was superb in her hands, suppressing Gongsun Baiyu step by step. Under that violent attack, Gongsun Baiyu's white clothes were covered in blood in less than a moment.

"Damn, this is too shocking. Such a battle is rare in my life. Every strike between them is fatal. There's no unnecessary fancy. It's just to defeat the enemy. Who would have thought that such a beautiful girl would be so fierce when she erupts?"