"Luo Shui Sword Art!"
Just as Luo Yifeng was enveloped by the black hole, his life hanging by a thread, Luo Yan struck.
With a sweep of her longsword, biting sword qi surged out like an unending stream of water, battering the black hole without pause.
At last, it tore the black hole apart!
"Oh, you managed to break my supernatural power. You have some strength."
The Mountain Ghost Divine Son looked at Luo Yan, the corners of his lips rising slightly.
Behind Luo Yan, Luo Yifeng was supported by a group of Luo Family disciples. He stared at the Mountain Ghost Divine Son, disbelief in his eyes.
They were both seventh-grade True Immortals. Why was the gap so vast?!
Why?!
Luo Yifeng was bewildered, shocked, and terrified!
And humiliated!
The Luo Family disciples were equally astonished. They had never imagined that Luo Yifeng, whom they respected so deeply, would prove so utterly unable to withstand a single blow from the Mountain Ghost Divine Son!
"Mountain Ghost Divine Son, you can have this immortal medicine."
Luo Yan spoke calmly, then prepared to lead the others away.
However, the Mountain Ghost Divine Son stopped her. "Halt."
"What more do you want?"
"You attacked me, yet you expect to leave unscathed? Aren't you being far too naive?"
"What else do you want?"
"Your name is Luo Yan, isn't it? Tsk, tsk, you really are beautiful enough to make fish sink and geese fall. It's not impossible for me to spare you all. I happen to need a maid. You can fill that position."
At his words, Luo Yan's expression darkened, and she was filled with humiliation and anger.
The Luo Family disciples' expressions changed as well.
"How dare you!"
"You're dreaming!"
The Luo Family disciples erupted in indignation, glaring at the Mountain