"I know what it's like to cut something in half with a single blow, I've even tried breaking something in two with a punch, but slapping someone and having them split in two..."
Lu Bei gazed at two Han Miaojun falling into the void, hitting a blind spot in his knowledge, he was dumbfounded.
Thinking how Han Miaojun's strength fluctuated, one moment reaching Mahayana Phase, another moment merely a clone with her true body yet to arrive, her temperament as unpredictable as her strength, he guessed something.
"If one runs, let them. If two run, let them too, just don't let this be a wasted trip, lock them all up and draw experience from them."
The Great Demon Immortal reached out, gathering three figures in mid-air into his palm.
Lu Bei strictly followed Heavenly Sword Sect's rules: kill the men, capture the women and present them to the head of the sect.