"Hey, I was right behind you, and you didn't even notice! You really are... terrible!"
The instant Ye Zhen's contempt-filled voice rang out behind Ming Tang, Ming Tang did not whirl around with the swift reflexes of an ordinary person.
Instead, he shot toward the hall entrance like lightning!
Honestly, that reaction alone showed that Ming Tang had not spent these years in vain; he had improved. But the problem was...
"Not a bad reaction, but what good will it do?" Ye Zhen's teasing voice, like a cat toying with a mouse, sounded as he watched Ming Tang dart toward the hall entrance.
Almost at that same instant, a streak of sword light suddenly burst forth at the hall entrance Ming Tang was rushing toward.
That sword light radiated an aura that made Ming Tang tremble in body and soul. Before it even reached him, the sword qi it emitted from afar had already sliced his face until blood streamed down it.
Ming Tang cried out instinctively. Spiritual Light surged around him, and his body made a lightning-fast turn as he tried to flee again.
It had to be said that Ming Tang reacted quickly, but Zi Ling's reaction was more than ten times faster.
The sword light trembled, and Ming Tang saw an exceedingly bizarre sight.
He saw his body racing madly toward another hall entrance—but it had no head.
Instinctively, Ming Tang lowered his head for a look. Only then did the blood from the neck cavity of his headless body erupt in a wild spray. At the same instant, his body split into two halves, its organs and blood spilling all over the floor.
Once Zi Ling, whose sword body had been recast with Brilliant Extreme Flowing Gold, recovered, she could unleash the might of an acquired