Chapter 239: Thirteen Needles of Divine Void
Translator: 549690339
"Ji Ruxue, your injuries haven't healed yet, and with your strength only at the Initial Stage of the Qi Condensation Realm, you are no match for the three of us. Just surrender quietly!"
The leading woman shouted coldly, and her sword swept out viciously once again. The sword light was so fierce that it knocked down a large lamp from the top of the bar.
"Even though my strength hasn't recovered, it won't be easy for the three of you to capture me," Ji Ruxue retorted disdainfully.
Ji Sanniang scoffed in disdain. With a flash, she struck a wall with her palm, and with a crackling sound, the wall split open, revealing a black long zither.
Ji Sanniang grabbed the zither and sat down on the floor, her hands placed on the strings. A charming smile appeared on her lips as she began to play the zither furiously.
Zheng!
A crisp and melodious sound of the zither filled the air as Ji Sanniang played at lightning speed, her body pulsating with a special aura.