Xia Yun calmly swung the black Thin Sword in her hand.
After transforming into a Desolate God, judging distance and space became complicated, so Desolate God battles were all rough and violent.
Having an ordinary person thread a needle was one thing; having a giant thread a needle was far more difficult.
Yet Xia Yun had grasped all of this down to the finest detail, controlling it with microscopic precision. It was a terrifying ability.
Every one of her strikes was cautious and perfectly measured.
Several times, she could have taken Cheng Wei's life, but the black Thin Sword merely brushed across him, leaving behind a wound that was far from fatal.
Before long, Cheng Wei's body was covered in more and more wounds, and blood had thoroughly soaked his white robes.
"You've already lost. Stop struggling," Xia Yun said through pursed lips.
Cheng Wei refused to listen, and his attacks grew fiercer.
Left with no choice, Xia Yun gently drew back the black Thin Sword. She lightly tapped the wasteland with her toe, stomping out a huge pit dozens of zhang across. As Cheng Wei struck out with his sword, she leaped into the air. The black Thin Sword became a dancing giant serpent and stabbed downward.
"Pfft!"
The Thin Sword pierced straight through Cheng Wei's arm.
The Bamboo Sword shot out in an instant and nailed itself to the ground. Without the support of Desolate God Power, the Bamboo Sword, which had stretched hundreds of zhang long, immediately shrank back to three chi...
At the same time, Xia Yun's black Thin Sword had wrapped around Cheng Wei's head. With the slightest exertion, she could have separated his head from his body.
At this sight, the throats of the Chi You Clan members tightened.
The Chi You Clan had