Mo Ziyun took a deep breath to calm herself down, then drew her sword.
Shua, the sword slashed out, and a black-coloured Sword Qi sliced towards Ling Han. Though it was only thirty metres long, the Sword Qi condensed, possessing astonishing might.
Ling Han couldn't help but raise a brow. His opponent's battle prowess could possibly only be thirty stars, but this strike carried a sliver of Destructive Energy, which instantly increased its destructive power greatly, and could produce the might of thirty-one or even thirty-two stars.
He didn't take it head-on, as he didn't want to expose the secret that he possessed Destructive Energy.
Relying on the agility of his footwork, Ling Han aggressively charged forward, planning to engage in close-quarter combat.
"Despicable!" Everyone couldn't help but curse softly.
Aren't you clearly trying to take advantage by engaging in close-quarter combat with a female cultivator?
Hiss, this pervert!
