Front courtyard, by the ringwood rockery.
Killing intent lurked on every side, their ferocity blazing high.
The two sides stood at daggers drawn, neither showing the slightest mercy.
"Two baleful stars—are you trying to tear my courtyard apart?!!"
Qiong Shan hastily dodged back, terrified of being caught in the crossfire.
"Good, good, good! I never thought you had some skill. No wonder you dared lay hands on my people!"
The woman in fitted clothes had a livid face, her cold eyes fixed fiercely on Wang Xuance.
"Whoosh!"
She shot forward in a step, swift as lightning, her momentum rolling like thunder.
[Seven Baleful Thunderclap Step]!
It was a mortal-tier martial art she had obtained in her blossoming youth by selling her body. Once mastered, it was no weaker than a low-grade profound-tier martial art!
Each step built momentum, driving forward with rigid ferocity. It was best suited for closing in and injuring an enemy.
"So fast!"
Wang Xuance's pupils shrank sharply. His sleeves fluttered, and golden arcs gleamed from his ten fingers.
Eight-Armed Vajra!
His arms churned, fist shadows filling every direction and shrouding his body as they crashed straight ahead.
The woman stepped upon thunder, booming blasts ringing out. Her twin claws carried piercing shrieks, like a great roc spreading its wings to seize his face!
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The dull collisions of fists and palms instantly sent circles of fierce wind sweeping outward.
Fallen leaves from the ancient trees in the courtyard whirled through the air, exploding into dust before they could touch the ground, leaving no trace behind.
"Hmph!"
The woman in fitted clothes tore off her dark outer robe, thrusting out both palms to offset the Fist Aura and sliding backward with the force of the blow.
"Boom!"
Blood and qi flooded into her legs. Her