Thrown Out

The blood-robed cold man frowned. 'This soldier of the Destruction Legion is quite hard to deal with. The Dao he opened is actually one that allows him to create another world. That might seem weak in terms of offensive ability, but when it comes to survival capabilities and escaping methods, it is very formidable. The blood creature can't seem to even touch him!'

How could it win against an enemy it could not touch?

"Is that all you have?" Xue Ying stood there, sneering at the creature. "I'm just standing here, but it seems to me that you can't even touch a single strand of my hair. I thought you Blood Creatures were more formidable."

While it seemed like he was just criticizing the blood creature, he was actually also observing it searching for ways to defeat it.