Fierce Battle, III

Just as she tried her best to stall for time, her body suddenly trembled. A wisp of gray seeped out from the leg that had been injured earlier.

"Poison...!" The woman's face turned ugly as she slowly spat out a single word. She immediately tried to purge the trace of poison, but Xiao Yi Xian's poison was not so easily removed. Especially now, Xiao Yi Xian would not give her enough time to detoxify.

Xiao Yi Xian's figure flickered. Gray blades condensed between her hands as she rapidly closed in on the Soul Hall Dou Zun.

The blade swept across with a piercing scrape, sliding over the long spear. Xiao Yi Xian spun, and in an instant, blade after blade rained down upon the Soul Hall Dou Zun.

The Soul Hall Dou Zun wielded her spear, fending off Xiao Yi Xian's attacks while seeking an opportunity to counterattack. Within a few breaths, the two had exchanged over a hundred blows, and with every clash, the Soul Hall Dou Zun's expression grew uglier.

She could injure Xiao Yi Xian, but Xiao Yi Xian could injure her as well. Yet under the difference in strength, the damage she dealt Xiao Yi Xian was not serious. Every time she was wounded, that poison would burrow into her body like maggots clinging to bone, and it was extremely difficult to purge.

Xiao Yi Xian was fighting with the intention of killing her opponent, so naturally she showed no mercy. Every strike targeted a vital point.

Her strength already surpassed her opponent's, and coupled with that terrifying poison, she held every advantage at this moment. Her opponent could only barely hold on. If this continued, it likely would not be long before she died at Xiao Yi Xian's hands.

Still, her opponent was a Dou