"Mortal Dust Slash!"
At Senior Sister Zhang's sharp cry, an incomparably fierce streak of sword light shot out like lightning, instantly tearing through the air and slashing straight toward the enemies ahead.
A chorus of agonized screams rang out. Wherever the sword light passed, more than a dozen enemies fell before they could even react, spraying a rain of blood.
Yet the sword light's power did not dissipate. Its momentum unchecked, it lunged straight at Lu Ji like a ferocious beast.
At the sight, Lu Ji and the female Heavenly Prodigies beside her turned deathly pale, an uncontrollable fear welling up within them.
They hurriedly raised their swords and swung them desperately, trying to block that terrifying sword light.
Unfortunately, their efforts were utterly futile. The sword light slammed into their blades with a sharp, resounding crash,
then a tremendous force swept over them like toppling mountains and overturning seas, sending them flying backward, coughing up blood.
Seeing this, Senior Sister Zhang unleashed her Qilin Steps, moving like a phantom as she shot toward Lu Ji like lightning.
The Joyous Union Sect disciples on either side, seeing how ferocious Senior Sister Zhang was, hurried forward to stop her and buy Lu Ji and the others some breathing room.
Yet in Senior Sister Zhang's eyes, these Joyous Union Sect disciples were nothing more than insignificant small fry.
The Starfire Sword in her hand was like the Grim Reaper's scythe, every swing drawing a string of bloody blossoms,
and these nobodies could not withstand even a single strike from her sword. In an instant, she slaughtered them all.
In the blink of an eye, Senior Sister Zhang had rushed before Lu Ji like a phantom, so fast that no one could react.
"Bitch, are you trying to get yourself killed? Where