"Whoever this is, they're no simple opponent. Be careful."
After Pan Wu spoke, his pair of Iron Fists began to fly without pause. On the other side, Ice Heart also continuously coordinated with Pan Wu.
"I refuse to believe it."
Zhao Zilong gave the spear in his hand a shake and joined the battle as well.
Watching the three work together, Qing'er's expression did not change in the slightest. She merely swung her sword again and again, with not a trace of pressure visible on her face.
Facing one against three, she was incomparably relaxed, responding to them with casual ease.
"How is this possible?"
The longer Zhao Zilong fought, the more shocked he became. With the three of them joining forces, even Ye Feng would have to retreat in defeat. Yet this woman before them had been utterly relaxed from beginning to end, as though she did not take them seriously at all.
How could this be possible? They knew that the prodigies of the Central Continent were strong, but they had never imagined they would be this strong.
"Qing'er, finish this quickly. Those flies are coming."
"Yes."
As soon as she spoke, waves of Sword Qi became even sharper, and the pressure on the three immediately surged.
"This sword can cleave open the heavens."
"This sword can split the earth."
"This sword can sever rivers and seas."
Qing'er spoke as she swung her sword. Three streaks of Sword Qi swept out, sending the three people before her flying.
"This sword slays all living beings."
As she watched the three figures fly backward, Qing'er slashed out with another sword. With a flash of sword light, their bodies crashed heavily into the ground below.
"How can she be this strong?"
The three clutched their chests and spoke in disbelief. Suddenly,