Zhao Changhe hurriedly leaped out through the window and was immediately greeted by a bright flash of sword light.0

Behind the spinning Chichi, it was as if there was a white tiger projection pouncing on its prey. Her sword shimmered with an icy aura, the aura forming the shape of an ice dragon. The ice dragon shattered into countless fragments under Tarantula’s parry, scattering in all directions.0

A true clash between a dragon and a tiger truly was a magnificent spectacle. In terms of the visual spectacle alone, Chichi was the one who could bring out the most impressive display among his companions.0

Clang!0

Their swords clashed, and Tarantula’s resolve wavered as she suddenly went from being the hunter to becoming the hunted. Having only hastily raised her sword to block the strike, how could she possibly withstand Chichi’s long-prepared strike?0

With just one strike, Tarantula’s blood and qi were thrown into disarray, and even her poisonous mist became chaotic as she rapidly retreated using the force from the impact.0

Previously, Xia Chichi had struggled to even block a single strike from her, being forced to retreat immediately. Yet, after...0