"Huff—"
However, Lengyue was ultimately still agile enough. In the instant she was falling backward, her body already reacted, her right leg stepping straight backward!
"Hiss—"
Along with the slight friction sound of her right foot, Lengyue finally didn't really fall down, but this made her look somewhat embarrassed!
Yan Moshan looked at the broken Black Big Knife in his hand, then turned to look at Lengyue, who had steadied her figure in the distance, and loudly said,
"Little beauty, not bad with the kung fu, huh? Didn't fall on your butt, it seems you're quite flexible?"
"Hmph, if I, as a Silver Moon Assassin, were to fall over so easily, then I wouldn't deserve to be called a Silver Moon Assassin!"
Lengyue curled her lip, stood up, and with the Black Sickle in her hand pointed at Yan Moshan, she arrogantly said,
"Yan Moshan! Your weapon has been destroyed by me, what will you fight me with now?"
"My weapon destroyed? I don't see that to be the case."