"Draw your sword." Ling Chuxi said coldly. She did not have the slightest bit of pity for situ kuangjian.
Situ kuangjian could tell that Ling Chuxi would definitely not let him off today. He gritted his teeth and reached for his waist with his trembling right hand.
Since he couldn't escape the battle no matter how he begged for mercy, it was better for situ kuangjian to leap into the air the moment his hand touched the hilt of his sword and escape from the courtyard.
Even at this moment, he still did not have the courage to fight Ling Chuxi. The only thing he could do was to escape.
When people were in despair, they could often explode with ten times or even a hundred times their usual potential. Situ kuangjian's current speed was almost as fast as a monarch level expert's flying sword.
However, before he could even reach 15 meters, a silver light appeared in front of him. A clear figure had already appeared in front of him.