Shui Jing!
Did she want revenge?
Su He stopped beating the crocodiles and met her gaze.
An indescribable look filled Shui Jing's eyes—utterly hollow, devoid of all interest in anything. Only after staring at Su He for a long while did her gaze finally regain focus.
Looking at Su He, she quietly said, "You killed Lingling."
It was impossible to tell whether she was stating it or asking.
She slowly drew her immortal sword. "Take one strike from me, and our grudges will be wiped clean."
Su He flew into a rage! Wiped clean his ass! Don't make it sound like they were the victims. Did people who brought ruin upon themselves really have the nerve to speak of wiping things clean?
Roar! A mountain's shadow emerged above his back.
Su He slapped the water and charged at Shui Jing. This woman had only condensed her Will Pearl at three hundred years old. Her cultivation was not high, and she had been imprisoned in Prison Suppression for several months. He could fight her.
Roar! As he unleashed his divine might, the surrounding crocodiles rolled their eyes and fainted one after another.
At the center of the roar, Shui Jing's face suddenly turned pale. Her legs went weak, and she nearly fell. Just then, Su He's wave crashed into her. With a splash, her entire body was sent flying, smashing far away into the muddy shore. In an instant, she was covered in mud and in a wretched state.
She struggled, yet could not get back up.
Her face grew ever whiter, like paper.
Was she trying to scam him?! This was her master and disciple's specialty.
Su He instantly raised his vigilance to the utmost, concentrating fully on guard. She had condensed a Will Pearl and could control a sword