The four Black Generals burst into laughter.
In their eyes, the slender Lin Dongxue had no strength to put up a fight at all.
"Don't be impatient, little girl. We brothers will make you feel so good you'll die!" the lead Black General said with a lewd grin.
"Heh heh heh." The three demons behind him laughed even louder.
Seeing that they were impervious to reason, Lin Dongxue wasted no more words.
Her figure turned into a streak of light as she charged at the lead Black General.
A trace of mockery flashed in the Black General's eyes as he faced Lin Dongxue's sword strike. Seemingly supremely confident in his strength, he actually reached out to grab her sword barehanded.
He had intended to toy with Lin Dongxue, but the slender sword abruptly changed course from the trajectory he had predicted. Like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, it eerily arrived at his throat.
He felt a chill at his neck and instinctively reached up to touch it. Then he felt his strength rapidly drain away. His eyes widened as he slowly collapsed, his face filled with disbelief.
The sudden turn of events caught the remaining three Black Generals completely off guard.
They soon realized that the little girl before them was no easy prey. With furious roars, they swung their sabers at her.
Lin Dongxue showed no fear and raised her sword to meet them.
Black Generals were natural-born close-combat killers. Their heavy defenses left them unafraid of fierce winds and blunt blows, and they had honed their close-combat skills from birth.
The three Black Generals, all at the same cultivation stage as her, unleashed an impenetrable web of saber shadows, immediately multiplying the pressure on Lin Dongxue.
Though her movements were a little flustered, a gentle curve rose