The wind blade in Tang Wan-er’s hand had just blocked an attack from Han Tianfeng. That powerful attack had directly destroyed her wind blade.

Now that Yin Wushuang’s sword was slashing over, she hastily extended her hand, condensing a huge shield of wind to protect herself.

BANG! Her shield exploded and she was blown back. In midair, she vomited a mouthful of blood, dyeing her robes red. Her face was as pale as paper. Yin Wushuang’s sword had been incredibly insidious, and it had injured her internal organs.

“Senior sister Wushuang, didn’t you say you would leave her alive for me? I want this woman. However, I don’t want a dead woman.” Han Tianfeng smiled sinisterly, the sword in his hand not slowing down in the slightest as it let loose a rain of attacks on Tang Wan-er.

The last time he had fought with Tang Wan-er, she had been powerful, but there had been an absolute gap between the two of them.

If Mo Nian had not suddenly appeared, he would have long since captured her. But this time, he was shocked to find that Tang Wan-er had managed to close much of that gap. She now possessed the ability to resist him.

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