808 A Gift

Whoosh!

Hua Wan Yue's face was white as she stabbed her sword right away. The long blade sliced across the sky, revealing its sharpness.

It was like an immortal had attacked with the intention of destroying the world!

However, Ling Xian's expression did not change the slightest. He remained calm and collected.

If this was before, he would have to treat this attack seriously. But now, he didn't care much for it.

After the sword pierced through the window, the wind began to howl. Ling Xian merely raised his right palm and fluttered it. It was like he was hitting a fly – so easy.

Such a casual strike made the terrifying sword strike disappear.

This made Hua Wan Yue's face change color. A sense of urgency appeared between her brows, "Just who are you? If you have such capabilities, why would you hide?"

"I did not intend to hide. You merely didn't want to enter."