Chapter 151 Holy Blood

A slender hand clutching a Chinese-style ring-head knife emerged from beneath the ruins, effortlessly tossing away tons of concrete slabs as if shoving aside building blocks.

The woman, with her long black hair imbued with oriental charm and dressed in armor, or rather, Hua Mulan transformed from the princess doll, leapt out of the wreckage with an agile figure. She surveyed her surroundings with a cold gaze, locking onto Andre, the closest to her.

She slowly bent her knees, tensing the muscles in her thighs as if compressing them, and then explosively released them.

So fast.

Even with the vision of a Transcendent, one could barely see more than a shadow diving down like an arrow. Andre was sent flying more than ten steps, his feet skidding on the curb steps before he could stop his backward momentum.