Whenever Bai Yujun attacked, Ling Shanzi would always throw out his turtle shell.
Who knew which bastard turtle this shell had been pried from? It was incomparably hard. No matter what technique struck it, aside from making it boom and tremble, it was utterly useless.
Bai Yujun felt this turtle shell was far better than any Fan Tian Yin. At least it could make some noise.
To create a favorable environment, she frantically gathered wind and rain into this area. Gales howled and rain poured in sheets. Her speed increased tremendously amid the storm, and she unleashed her explosive speed talent, charging straight at Ling Shanzi!
That turtle shell appeared again, blocking Bai Yujun's approach. Ling Shanzi knew full well that his opponent excelled at hand-to-hand combat, so he absolutely would not let her get close.
Always hiding behind that turtle shell and playing with flying swords was really annoying to a snake.
"Turtle man! Get the hell out here!"
Ling Shanzi was so furious that even his Eight-character mustache fluttered upward.
"Only women and petty men are hard to keep! Shameless wretch! Petty man!"
Who would have thought this old fellow actually had some literary flair? Before cultivating immortality, he had probably studied for a few days at a private school. More likely, he had failed the Imperial Examination and turned to cultivation instead. He could even be considered a scholar cultivator.
"I'll let you know that your turtle shell can't protect you!"
She condensed several more water swords, sending them piercing through the curtain of rain from every direction toward Ling Shanzi. Bai Yujun gripped Hengdao and rushed at the turtle shell, clenching her left fist as power gathered in her arm. Snake Scales emerged across the back of her hand and forearm...
She drew back her arm