Dragon Slayer Saint Son's complexion changed slightly, and he disappeared using Returning Ruin Instantaneous Movement, only to reappear behind Lin Qingyue.
But this time, Lin Qingyue didn't choose to use Returning Ruin; instead, she gently turned around,
and in the moment that Dragon Slayer Saint Son's sword thrust, her turn seemed intentional yet unintentional, allowing the sword to pass between her arm and waist while her sword light, like golden flames, scattered across his face.
With a few sounds of "pfft," Dragon Slayer Saint Son's face seemed to be slashed, instantaneously burning several holes, blood streaming down.
"Damn it!"
Dragon Slayer Saint Son was somewhat shocked and furious, and a domineering cold light shot from his eyes. His Sword Dao carried the aura of an emperor, accumulated Sword Intent from slaying members of the Dragon Clan, and now emitted a Sword Dao deterrent, as if a magnificent Divine Emperor stood in the midst of the arena.