Chapter 1557 One Drink Splits the Twelve Saints, Sword Cuts Off the Snake Woman's Voice_3

"Not going to talk anymore, huh? If you want it, just come and beg your big sister~"

She gently tilted her head, a serene smile on her face as she extended her finger and gently tapped the handsome young man's forehead, giving a slight push forward.

In the past, no matter which Saint it was, even if it was Taizai Ci at their first meeting, they would be caught off guard by her move, forcefully taken, and by the time they regained consciousness, it was already underway, irretrievable.

And this little guy isn't even a demi-saint...

Strong physique? Great, but Locust Poison, from the inside out, is as difficult to remove as a ghost beast host body—what good is a strong body!

Strong Sword Will? It doesn't solve the practical issues at all; ancient swordsmen are all useless, physically weak, and pathetic!

Strong Penetrating Divine Senses?

Strong power of the ancestral source?

What even are these things!