Fierce Battle in Emei

To the left and right, two figures wielding treasure swords intercepted the hacking strikes aimed at Senior Qiyu and the others.

These two wore the disciples' attire of the Emei Sect, their appearances outstanding, their expressions icy and fixed on their opponents.

Both were exceptionally beautiful, their demeanor extraordinary, their frosty countenances causing the hungry wolves of the Song Mount Sect to covet them endlessly.

"Hahaha, Senior Sister Ling Yun of the Emei Sect, and the renowned Yan Sanniang, the Swift Thief famous in the martial world, indeed, you've finally appeared."

Ding Mian shamelessly scrutinized the two, his eyes flashing with greed and covetousness. He licked his lips and sneered, "Your talents are exceptional, and your blood must be top-grade. You are much better than these old women!"