Mo Han extended her jade hand, and Chu Lan Red Tears flew out, transforming into a bright moon that shot forward. Seeing it, the female cultivator said, "So it really is this sword. It seems you truly are that bitch Chu Lan's successor."
One of the male cultivators cried, "Careful! That bitch's swordsmanship is extraordinarily formidable—it has already reached the realm of A Full Moon Born in a Thought." Before his words had faded, all of the female cultivator's Flying Daggers were drawn into the moon formed by Chu Lan Red Tears.
The moon gave a slight tremble, and the Flying Daggers vanished into nothing. The female cultivator was startled. She had not used her Magic Treasure's true body to attack just now, yet although Mo Han's cultivation was far inferior to hers, Mo Han had unexpectedly gained the upper hand.
Mo Han had no time to pursue. The moon swept across before her, blocking the Flying Sword attacking from the other side. With a clang, the moon reverted to Chu Lan Red Tears, and both it and the opposing Flying Sword were sent hurtling back.
The other male cultivator's twelve round pearls danced above and below, whistling as they arrived and surrounded Mo Han completely. Mo Han rose into the air, merging herself with Chu Lan Red Tears, body and sword as one, and transformed into a streak of sword light that flew out from among the twelve pearls in an instant.
At that moment, the golden brick transformed into a small mountain and came smashing down. Mo Han's streak of sword light suddenly stretched out into a white ribbon. With a single sweep and flick, it flung the small mountain aside, while she reappeared in midair.
The four of them were truly shocked this time. Mo Han, with