Xie Jingxin held the Steel Sword and thrust it straight at the Black-Robed Demon King.
The Black-Robed Demon King conjured a purple barrier before him to block its power, but he had clearly underestimated Xie Jingxin. Even through the barrier formed from his mighty power, the qi-blood on her sword blasted him away.
Xie Jingxin said nothing. With a light step, she shattered the stone tiles beneath her feet and pursued him, choosing not to make the Scripture Pavilion their battlefield.
"She really holds a grudge. Another one you can't afford to provoke."
Zhang Yuan saw no change in Xie Jingxin's expression, but he could still tell that she was giving the demon king a taste of his own medicine, avenging the blow that had sent her flying earlier. The speed of her revenge was astonishing.
Unlike Zhao Lian, whom he could tease as he pleased, Xie Jingxin was far too strong. If he took his teasing too far, he would probably be in trouble.
Zhang Yuan still had the leisure to think about such things as he raised his eyes toward Ruan Jiang opposite him.
There should be little need to worry about Xie Jingxin. Even though the Black-Robed Demon King had grown somewhat stronger after entering the city, he had yet to reach the taiyi realm. Even if Xie Jingxin could not beat him, she should have a forty percent chance against his sixty, or thirty against seventy at worst. All she needed to do was hold him off and stay alive.
"Choose an opponent, Your Majesty."
Smiling, Ruan Jiang invited Zhang Yuan to choose between him and the Nether-Knocking Lord.
Zhang Yuan did not answer. His eyes shifted slightly toward Shangxian True Person.
As though he already knew what Zhang Yuan was about to say, Shangxian True