Masked Woman

"Awooo!!!"

The instant Qing Lin's Barbaric Snake Soul Rending Palm struck Ao Jing's chest, he let out an incomparably shrill scream. The dragon-scale-covered chest began to tear apart and collapse at a visible rate.

Though Ao Jing tried to raise his Dou Qi defense through the unbearable pain, every bit of defensive Dou Qi he managed to summon was like a drop in the ocean, destroyed by the Barbaric Snake Soul Rending Palm. In mere moments, his defense was completely torn through.

At that moment, the Barbaric Snake Soul Rending Palm dissipated as well. This meant that Qing Lin's strike had not knocked Ao Jing unconscious; he forced himself to stay awake, glaring hatefully at Qing Lin as the nine-colored scales on her face gradually faded away.

"You damned girl!"

Ao Jing gritted his teeth, forcing out a grief-stricken, furious voice from his throat. Yet the next second, a sound that inexplicably made his heart tremble suddenly rang out.

"Instant of No Boundaries!"

Whoosh!

Seeing Gu Qinghan suddenly appear directly before him, Ao Jing's expression was instantly filled with terror.

Even in his current state, Ao Jing was not someone a Nine-revolutions peak Dou Zun like Gu Qinghan could challenge. He could kill her in an instant with a mere finger.

Thus, what Ao Jing feared was not Gu Qinghan, but the person she had brought with her.

Phoenix!

"Ao Jing! It's time to end this!"

Phoenix roared, golden light even more dazzling than before blooming from both her hands. Her eyes brimmed with vicious fury as she raised them high toward Ao Jing.

"Twin-winged Golden Phoenix Feather!!!"

Two wings of Dou Qi energy resembling golden feathers crossed as they slashed toward Ao Jing's chest, whose defenses had already been shattered. This time, Ao Jing truly felt death descend upon