You're Not My Match!

"Domain? Do you think a half-baked domain created by the Three Spirit Sword Sect can trap me?" Beiting Huang's voice seemed to come from all directions. She laughed arrogantly.

Beiting Jian wanted to find her through her voice, but he couldn't find her. His body was already drenched in cold sweat. He couldn't help but say angrily, "Hmph, brat, if you have the ability, show yourself and duel with me in my domain!"

"Do you think I don't dare?" Beiting Huang's clear voice sounded like ice cracking from behind Beiting Jian. He suddenly turned his head and saw a dazzling light shoot out. Beiting Huang's nine-colored light seemed to be surrounded by nine-colored clouds, and the fire poison domain released by Beiting Jian turned into a green smoke once it touched the nine-colored light.