Shen Defu cried out in his heart that it was bad. The countermeasure he had prepared was disproportionately slow under the meteor-fast sword light, and a chill settled between his brows, the freezing intent piercing right into his skull.
He stiffened abruptly. The sword intent was ethereal, like jade generating smoke, seemingly solid yet illusory. In just a daze, the illusory and real swapped, and his brain palace had already been pierced by Sword Qi, which further churned his Yang God and cut off his life force. Yet his thoughts had not yet dissipated, and in a daze he seemed to be floating above ocean waves, flying into a tower beyond the heavens, stepping into a supreme wonderful realm.
Inexplicably, an eerie smile actually appeared on his fat face, and he tumbled headfirst.
Shen Defu's corpse crashed under a tree with a muffled thud. Above, the female cultivator who had killed him with a single sword finally manifested her physical form, the hems of her dress fluttering as she leisurely descended.
Together with the ferocious flood dragon, Xiao Jiu, who had already landed on the ground, jumped off the dragon's back, opened her arms, and grinningly wanted to pull this female cultivator who had just fought side by side directly into her embrace. That one did not resist either, and soon, the two female cultivators were hugging each other intimately, laughing and shouting:
"A Chi!"
"Xiao Jiu!"
"Well done!"
"Happy cooperation!"
Hu Dan and You Gongquan, who had still been unable to extricate themselves from the domain of law, finally broke free from the restraints, yet they looked at the scene before them in utter astonishment.
Under their dazed gazes, Xiao Jiu tugged that female cultivator over. "Second Grandpa, Senior You, this is my bosom friend, A Chi. We met