Seeing him block her path, Jin Bingyun stopped as well, slowly drawing the sword in her hand. "Who are you?"
Song Qingshu tugged at the mask on his face to make sure it had not slipped, then said in a muffled voice, "If you want to fight, then fight. Why all the nonsense?" Before his words had even faded, he attacked. Since she came from Demon Master Palace, he naturally would not pass up this chance to test her properly.
He had probed Little Demon Master Fang Ye Yu and the others before, but that had ultimately been incomplete. He wanted to see whether Jin Bingyun might reveal anything related to the Dao Heart Seed Demon.
Jin Bingyun froze. Her status in Demon Master Palace was exceptional, and coupled with her outstanding beauty and bearing, even the Mongol Empire's upper ranks treated her with courtesy. Ordinary men were even more careful to show their best side before her. She had never encountered someone who attacked her the moment they met.
Yet she was only briefly startled. Soon, her heart became still as water, and she swung her sword to meet him.
After several exchanges, Song Qingshu frowned. Her martial arts were decent, but she was still far beneath him. Trying to infer Pang Ban's skills from her was likely unrealistic.
But Red Sun Dharma King had once mentioned that Pang Ban had chosen her as the medium for the Dao Heart Seed Demon. The cultivation method she practiced surely had something to do with the Dao Heart entering demonhood. Perhaps he could find some clues from the circulation of her internal energy.
Jin Bingyun, however, sensed that he was somewhat distracted and found it rather strange. When experts fought, victory was decided in an instant. Why would he make such