"!!"
After the exchange, the swordsman among the Three Heroes of Jibei had just started to turn around and fight again when his entire body suddenly went rigid.
"Ugh—"
"Uh—"
Next, his throat let out a series of wheezing, leaking sounds. Then, as a streak of blood appeared at his neck and sprayed out, the agony made his eyes fly wide.
"..."
Realizing what had happened, he tried to turn his head before he died and get a good look at the young woman from the Huashan Sect standing with her back to him. But all he saw was the ribbon fluttering as she calmly lowered her sword and stood straight.
Thud!
"..."
Only after his lifeless body crashed heavily to the ground did Yue Lingshan flourish her sword, shaking the barely visible drop of blood from its blade. She did her best to keep her expression calm, as if the strike that had just killed a powerful foe had been no more than brushing away a fallen leaf.
What no one else knew was that Yue Lingshan's heart was pounding like mad, as if it might burst right out of her chest.
But she wasn't scared, nor was she afraid because it was her first time killing someone. She was excited!
That's right, excited!
She'd just realized that she really was quite powerful. Maybe even more powerful than her father?
For one thing, that swordsman among the so-called Three Heroes of Jibei had seemed to wield a fierce, powerful blade technique. But once they clashed, she'd pressed him back with their combined sword technique and finished him with a thrust. It had been almost effortless!
So she suddenly felt that the dozens of shameless bandits before her weren't all that frightening after all.
"..."
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