Astonishing Strength

Although Demon Hand Dao Ancestor possessed a delicate, petite frame and a pretty face, she was, in reality, incredibly frenzied when locked in combat.

At this moment, as Ju Hua battled her, he felt the full extent of Demon Hand's madness at close quarters. It was an offensive style that discarded all defense; no wonder the legends of the Three Realms painted this Demon Hand Dao Ancestor as a lunatic.

"Your offense is formidable, but your openings are far too wide," Ju Hua said calmly, his sword moves shifting slightly.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Ju Hua parried Demon Hand's frantic assault with a single blade. As he flicked and twisted his sword tip, the expression on Demon Hand's face shifted instantly.

A crystalline arm was sent flying, and immediately after, the tip of the sword pierced directly through Demon Hand's neck.

"I concede!"

Demon Hand ceased her movements. Though she was a madwoman, she was capable of recognizing a disparity in strength. If this were a life-or-death struggle, Ju Hua could likely have killed her in an instant, rather than letting her attack for a while before subduing her as he had just done.

At this moment—

Whoosh!

Feng Mo flew to their side, a dark cyan long shuttle appearing in his hand.

"You have indeed grown far stronger, but if this is all you have, it is not enough to deal with Heart Demon!" Feng Mo stated directly. "I shall be your opponent!"

"Very well."

Ju Hua nodded.

"..."

Demon Hand said nothing more. After casting a deep look at Ju Hua, she flashed away from the battlefield.

Whoosh!

Without any warning, Feng Mo relied on his transcendent speed to arrive before Ju Hua in an instant.

Feng Mo's speed was indeed fast—a speed that far surpassed the "Measure Wind