Zhang Yu had not been confident enough to make a move, but Su Lingxi had come right up to him. He would not hold back, then.
The ropes around his body silently shattered.
His right hand shot out like lightning and clamped around her throat, while his left palm struck her dantian.
Bang!
The palm strike was immensely powerful, scattering all the force throughout Su Lingxi's body and grievously wounding her in an instant.
With a puff, Su Lingxi spewed a mouthful of blood.
[Following Wind]
The instant Zhang Yu seized her throat, Following Wind activated. Dragging Su Lingxi along, he flashed to a corner of the secret chamber in a blur, hiding his body behind hers.
It had all happened in the blink of an eye.
It had come so suddenly that, by the time the old woman reacted, Zhang Yu had already finished everything.
Su Lingxi was badly wounded and vomiting blood. Zhang Yu held her throat in a lock, concealed behind her, and stared at the old woman.
"You little beast, you're courting death!"
"You old bastard, try moving." Zhang Yu's fingers dug into Su Lingxi's neck, producing a series of cracking sounds. Her face flushed crimson, and her limbs began to struggle involuntarily.
Life and death hung by a thread.
"Take one step, and I'll snap her neck immediately."
The old woman's raised foot abruptly halted.
"You dare!"
"Heh. Want to try me?" Zhang Yu's eyes were cold and utterly devoid of emotion.
"If the Holy Maiden loses even a single hair, I'll make you beg for life but be unable to die!" Though the old woman roared in fury, she did not dare move another step.
She had seen indifference toward life in Zhang Yu's eyes.
*This man really would kill the Holy