Liu Ruoxi crouched slightly, her gaze cold and sharp. "You cannot pass! But the fortress's array core has already been destroyed. I guarantee I won't repair the magic array or obstruct you from leaving the Stone Fortress."
Liu Ruoxi was not reckless.
Though hot blood surged within her and her fighting spirit soared, she could restrain her impulses and would not fight a battle she had no confidence in winning.
After all, her opponent's cultivation was seventh-rank lower, a full rank above hers.
The task Chu Xisheng had given her was to guard their rear.
If she could resolve this peacefully, all the better.
Zhu Bloodclothes froze at her words, then gave an incredulous sneer. "You really intend to stop me?"
Liu Ruoxi took a deep breath. Fine blue veins rose on the right hand gripping her saber. "Please turn back-"
Before she finished speaking, a bloody wind assailed her nostrils.
A blood-colored sword shadow struck toward her with utter abruptness.
By the time Liu Ruoxi reacted, the sword's edge was less than three feet away.
At the same time, a savage sword intent cleaved into the space between her brows, seeking to shred her brain.
Liu Ruoxi's pupils widened slightly, and she instinctively drew her saber.
She thought she probably could not block this strike and might die here.
Yet the next instant, she heard a crisp clang.
Her saber had actually struck Zhu Xueyi's Slender Blood Sword aside with perfect precision.
Her opponent's tremendous strength sent Liu Ruoxi sliding several yards backward.
Yet her lower body remained firmly rooted, her footing steady as rock.
Zhu Bloodclothes was indeed far stronger than her, but he specialized in movement techniques, following a swift and nimble path. He could not crush her through strength alone.
Liu Ruoxi even had enough strength