The Immortal Yuan Guards were generally quite powerful, but because they possessed no intelligence and acted rigidly, the strength they could actually wield did not match their cultivation.
Their advantage lay in operating in squads. The Spirit Binding Lock was an art nearly every Immortal Yuan Guard had mastered. Once an enemy was bound by one Spirit Binding Lock, the others would follow immediately. Cultivators from Lin San rarely came to a good end when they encountered them.
As the Deputy Garrison Envoy of Wind Flower Pavilion, Chu Qing's strength naturally needed no questioning. She charged before that squad of Immortal Yuan Guards, and the two short swords in her hands transformed into a curtain of sword light that shrouded one of them. In only three breaths, that Immortal Yuan Guard's Spirit Body was shattered by her attacks.
However, several wounds had also appeared on her body. While she was killing that Immortal Yuan Guard, the others had not been idle. All their Spiritual Artifacts had struck toward her.
After killing one Immortal Yuan Guard, Chu Qing immediately withdrew and retreated, shouting, "Qiao Yun!"
The plump, fair-skinned woman bound by the Spirit Binding Locks immediately let out an angry roar. She had originally been restrained by four Spirit Binding Locks, but after Chu Qing killed one Immortal Yuan Guard, only three remained on her. As she roared, her already massive body swelled another full circle, her blood and qi bursting outward as she directly broke free from the remaining Spirit Binding Locks.
"Coming!" The plump woman called Qiao Yun was clearly furious. She spread her legs and charged toward Chu Qing.
Just as her mountain-of-flesh body was about to slam into Chu Qing, Chu Qing seemed to have eyes on the back of her head. She leaped high, lightly stepping