Chapter 115: An Astonical Guess
By this time, Meng Xianyin had completely lost her previous calm and composure. Endless fury and murderous intent surged in her eyes, and brandishing her long sword, she flashed forward and thrust fiercely at Moyang.
At this moment, she seemed to have forgotten that she should not engage Moyang in close combat, and forgotten that his physical body was formidable—his strength unmatched by ordinary cultivators.
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