Want her disciple dead?
Feng Lan’s eyes were bloodshot. Disregarding the peculiar nature of her heterochromatic opponent’s claws and the fact that its cultivation was two tiers higher than her own, she whipped her long sword around and slashed downward with several consecutive strikes.
A piercing screech rang out once more. At the same time, Wan Linglong—who had been poised and waiting precisely for this moment—flung out the Exquisite Pagoda as the heterochromatic Greater Yuegui caught Feng Lan’s sword barehanded, relying on its monstrous cultivation and innate, formidable claws.
Chapter 166