An Jian's Woman

Meanwhile.

On another battlefield, An Jian looked at the woman in red before him with a complicated expression. "Have you been deceiving me all along?"

The woman in red sneered. "What do you think?"

An Jian's heart turned to ashes, and his face darkened. "Did you ever love me...?"

The woman in red looked even more mocking. "I utterly despise foolish men like you!"

An Jian burst into laughter. "Hahaha! So I've been a fool all this time! Brothers who died, I was the one who got you killed!"

An Jian's eyes suddenly filled with resolve as he snarled, "Hong Yan'er! I will kill you and avenge my brothers!"

With that, An Jian struck. He abruptly drew his longsword and unleashed a fierce golden sword qi, powerful sword intent faintly contained within it.

It tore through the sky, ripping a long spatial crack in its wake as it instantly shot toward Hong Yan'er's face with astonishing speed.

Hong Yan'er sneered. "Do you still think I'm as weak as I was when I was at the early Grandmaster stage? Let me show you the results of the reward the Cult Master gave me!"

Just as the fierce golden sword qi was about to reach her, her figure blurred, and she instantly evaded the savage slash. The strike landed on the open ground behind her, carving out a huge, deep sword mark with terrifying power.

At that moment, a red figure suddenly appeared behind An Jian. Hong Yan'er's palm was like a sharp blade, glowing with an eerie blood-red light.

She viciously stabbed it toward An Jian's back. It was incredibly fast, setting off an explosive burst of air as it tore through the sky. Her methods were ruthless.

An Jian abruptly turned around. Golden, domineering true qi gathered in his palm