"Go to hell!"
The aura of the crowd surged like a net, enveloping Luo Qingtong from all directions.
There was no escape, from heaven or earth.
But that was for others!
In an instant, the blood glow in Luo Qingtong's eyes ignited.
Instantly, blood-red beams surged from the depths of her eyes.
The Clear Water Eyes, which had been shrouded in red mist and rosy glow, suddenly turned blood-red and bizarre.
Luo Qingtong's incredibly beautiful face also became eerily enchanting, like a demon that bewitched the heart.
"If you want to kill me, then come at me!"
As she spoke, Luo Qingtong's figure darted up.
The Wind Thunder Sword in her hand unsheathed.
"Clang!"
With pinpoint precision, her sword sliced through the aura blasting toward her, severing all the ropes binding Yu Xingqi in an instant.
"Go!"
Her voice had barely faded when she sped outwards rapidly.
The girl's steps flowed like a cloud, gracefully reaching an extreme.
It was almost the perfect movement technique.
