"He! He!"
From afar, they heard a series of shouts. Jiang Yi turned, secretly rooting for Qi Qingchen.
This woman brought all the men present to shame. Like a breeze, she flowed through the Sword Emanations Race beings. Each time her soft sword moved, one Sword Emanations Race being's head would be cut to pieces; and its body would fall to the ground. Countless Sword Emanations Race beings charged towards her from all directions like sharp knives. Yet, she managed to dodge every last one of them.
She charged forward, sideways, backward… around and around…