"Bastard! Even if I die today, I'll take you down with me!"
Zhang Zixuan shouted furiously. Her longsword trembled without end, its blade dancing through the air and gathering starlike sword lights.
Seven Star Sword Slash!
Nine Consecutive Sky Yin Fan!
Nie Liuxiang was not the least bit weaker. With nothing but a folding fan, he fought Zhang Zixuan to a standstill.
Although Zhang Zixuan had been poisoned by Soul Capturing Incense and her strength had plummeted, she was still a Martial Artist at the first level of the Spirit Stream Realm. Her foundation was formidable, far surpassing Nie Liuxiang's, who had opened ten Spiritual Apertures. She could still suppress him head-on.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Figures flickered, Sword Qi howled, and crackling bursts of force shook the air without end.
Just like that, the two fought from the room into the courtyard, exchanging more than a dozen moves in the blink of an eye.
But Zhang Zixuan had been poisoned by Soul Capturing Incense. As the battle dragged on, she gradually went from having the upper hand to falling into a disadvantage.
Lu Ren lay on the bed, powerless as he watched the scene unfold.
A realization dawned on him. This Zhang Zixuan from the Lihuo Sect had likely accepted this bounty mission as well.
Now that Zhang Zixuan had been poisoned by Soul Capturing Incense, she probably would not last the time it took for an incense stick to burn.
Once Zhang Zixuan was violated, he would be next.
"What should I do?"
Lu Ren frowned, then his eyes suddenly lit up. "The effects of this Soul Capturing Incense last about three days and three nights. If I stay in the pagoda for three days and three nights, won't the poison be cured?"
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