162 Bitter Battle

Her long black hair was drifting in the wind and her eyes were as cold as frost. The blue-armored Shi Xueman was flying.

The blood mantis could sense that danger was coming. It erected its feelers and pulled back the top half of its body, then positioned its scythe-like claws to protect its front. It compressed its sturdy and powerful lower limbs like springs, preparing to pounce forward at any moment.

Accompanied by a deafening whizzing sound, the snow-white spear pierced towards the blood mantis’s head.

A demonic red glow suddenly erupted in the blood mantis’s eyes. Its scythe-like claws, which had been storing energy in preparation for an attack, lunged forward, forming a red streak that struck fear into everyone’s hearts.

The white streak of light and red streak of light collided head-on. Just as everyone thought that it would be a head-on collision, the spear in Shi Xueman’s hand suddenly disintegrated into a cloud of white mist.