Luo Yan, who had been lying on a high slope watching this scene, felt somewhat conflicted.
"That was a very practical slash, though the location was a little unsightly."
"Yang Hao must have taught her that. After staying with him for so long, Yang Tao was bound to be influenced by him to some extent."
However.
Although the slash had been inelegant, it had been very effective.
The giant had taken the slash between the legs and dropped to his knees. Yang Tao then slashed his neck before retreating backward into the shadows.
The giant covered his groin with one hand and pressed his neck with the other. His eyes bulged and his expression twisted in agony. Before long, he stopped breathing.
By this point, the offensive and defensive struggle between the two sides had grown increasingly fierce.
Constantly, cultivators from the occupying side joined the Battlefield. Among them were quite a few Advanced levels. In Luo Yan's eyes, these Advanced levels possessed only the cultivation realm, while their other "equipment" was clearly lacking.
They had no secret techniques to assist them, nor Ultimate Skills to turn the tide of battle.
Even if such "experts" were at a higher level than Yang Tao, they still would not be her match.
It was just that there were not many experts on the surface who excelled in every aspect.
The cultivators in Blizzard Base were basically in the same situation. Thus, when Yang Tao's companions encountered cultivators among the enemies, "fierce" battles erupted.
Yang Tao did not interfere in these battles. Unless she happened to run into someone, in which case she dealt with them along the way.
However, she did not deliberately detour to kill enemy cultivators. Her target was clear: she headed toward the Water Plant's administration building.
Clearly, her