He had nearly died just now.
By a hair!
Even now, thinking about it still left Lin Yuntao seething with rage.
Once he subdued Huang Shengnan, he would make her pay, no matter what.
But just as he came within thirty feet of Huang Shengnan, a cold, aloof figure suddenly darted forward like a passing breeze and planted herself firmly in his path.
She wore a fitted white martial outfit, her figure tall and slender, her brows and eyes cold as ice.
Lin Yuntao stopped short. A flicker of surprise crossed his eyes, only to give way to utter disdain.
He recognized her. She was merely Liu Lingyan, the third disciple of the Subduing Tiger Martial Hall.
She had only possessed Dark Force before, yet she dared court death like this, blocking the path of a Transformation Realm martial artist?
"Heh."
Lin Yuntao chuckled. "You don't know how high heaven is or how deep the earth runs. Since you're so determined to die, I'll kill you while I'm at it and send you on your way. Saves me having to look at you."
His Soft Palm concealed a deadly edge. It appeared gentle, but its force was tightly contained.
Liu Lingyan showed no fear. Her feet shifted, and instead of retreating, she advanced. Clenching both fists, she unleashed a sudden surge of force throughout her body.
Without another word, she swung her fists and attacked.
Her Tiger Subduing Fist unfolded, hard and ferocious. Her punches howled through the air with the momentum of a fierce tiger descending a mountain, carrying heavy, crushing power straight toward Lin Yuntao's palm.
"Hm?"
Lin Yuntao's expression changed abruptly, shock jolting through him. This woman had also reached the level of transforming force?
Alarmed, Lin Yuntao dared not be careless. All his earlier disdain and