The woman moved quickly, dodging his Sword Qi and with a flick of her wrist, a silver crescent moon slashed towards Shen Wang.
This Silver Moon was cold and sharp, locking onto Shen Wang's position mid-flight, forcing him to block with the Black Death Blade, causing a clanging sound as he spat blood and was knocked backwards.
Shen Wang grimaced inwardly. This woman's cultivation level was even slightly higher than Black Death's. Most critically, his current status was poor, making it impossible for him to unleash another burst of power.
"Being able to block my Silver Moon Blade, no wonder you could kill Black Death. That guy was just unlucky, rushing to recover some power without consolidating his cultivation, yet still wanting to come out and earn merits, only to die in this gutter."
Silver Moon shook her head, "Had he not been so impatient, he wouldn't have been killed by you."
"He forced me to."
