Gao Qiu glared at the person before him. This was the mysterious figure who had secretly followed them into the Land of Origin back then, and also the host of the Angry Mask.
You Xiaoli was furious at being called a brat by him yet again, inwardly cursing him to die.
Even if she only had a "pair of A cups," she still had them! Could he not tell she was a girl?
Forcing down her anger, You Xiaoli tightened her grip on her red sword and said coldly, "Gao Qiu, you were lucky enough to escape last time. You won't be so fortunate this time!"
Before her words had faded, she became a blur, her red sword thrusting straight at Gao Qiu's face with fierce sword qi.
Having just been wounded by Huo Jinshang's Three Lotuses Scorch the Moon, Gao Qiu could only hastily conjure a Soul Shield against You Xiaoli's surprise attack.
With a sharp clang, the Soul Shield shattered, but You Xiaoli's Sword Force did not diminish in the slightest, her sword tip aimed straight between Gao Qiu's brows.
Gao Qiu's pupils abruptly contracted. He twisted aside, and the blade scraped across his cheek, leaving a bloody gash deep enough to expose bone.
Shock and fury filled him. This masked figure was actually so powerful, not the slightest bit inferior to him, an early Divine Realm cultivator.
"Who exactly are you? Why do you keep opposing me?"
Gao Qiu roared, the soul phantoms around him surging wildly as they tried to devour You Xiaoli.
You Xiaoli refused to get bogged down fighting him, weaving lightly through the soul phantoms. Every swing of her red sword sent blood spraying, forcing Gao Qiu to retreat again and again.
Meanwhile, Huo Chikun and Huo Sihan seized the opportunity to regroup,