Does this young Emperor Shitian really think he can kill her with three ways?
Lu Jin'an looked at the Buddha Beads in his hand and wondered, where did Fan Zhouxing get such Vast Righteous Qi?
And he even cultivated the Daoist Skill of the East Slope Confucian Academy?
Xiao Yinruo remained composed, her fingers clutching the 'Still Water Runs Deep' a bit tighter: "Afraid?"
"Afraid?" Emperor Kongwu nodded slightly: "Indeed, a bit..."
"Then why don't you make a move?" Xiao Yinruo calmly countered: "Are you waiting for something?"
Without waiting for Emperor Kongwu to respond, Xiao Yinruo was already pulling Lu Jin'an with a step forward, her Spiritual Power surging around her once more.
The snake on Emperor Kongwu's shoulder was reviving. Though its exact purpose was unclear, it's best not to linger and find out.
She walked gently in mid-air, her ink-black long hair smooth and silky as satin, swaying gently at her waist, her Sword Intent soaring to the sky.
