Zhao Changhe rushed out of the window in a fluster, and what met his eyes was a dazzling sword light.
A white tiger-like phantom seemed to be leaping from behind the swiftly twisting and attacking Chichi, the Dharma Image flickering in and out of existence; while along the blade the chill was so pervasive that it seemed to shape itself into an Ice Dragon. Then, under the poisonous spider's defense, it shattered into pieces, scattering all around.
The true convergence of dragon and tiger was indeed impressive. Solely from a visual standpoint, Chichi was the coolest among all of his beauties.
"Clash!" With the two swords crossing, the hunter became the hunted. The poisonous spider's spirit faltered, its hasty defense stood no chance against Chichi's long-prepared Innate Sword.
With just one strike, the poisonous spider's qi and blood became unstable, even the poison mist around her became disordered as she leveraged the momentum to retreat rapidly.
