Too many words are useless, only battle matters.
Ye Qingzhou thrust out his sword, a cold glint flickering in the darkness.
Then, a splendid sword light suddenly blossomed, completely enshrouding Li Yanxin.
High-Tier Martial Technique, Celestial Net Sword!
The intertwined Sword Qi formed a celestial net, suddenly covering the enemy, severing vitality, annihilating form.
Li Yanxin's body was torn apart in an instant, then dissipated into nothingness.
"Huh? Afterimage?"
Ye Qingzhou furrowed his brow, his Cicada Awakening had not detected when the enemy slipped out of the encirclement of the sword net.
Moreover, the Sword Intent he left on Li Yanxin now seemed vague and indistinct, hard to pinpoint her location.
"Big brother, are you looking for me?"
A little girl's voice came from behind, she held up her skirt, skipping and jumping, her face still carrying an innocent smile.
Only six corpse puppets stood beside her, grimacing, sinister and eerie.
