His heart was in a mess.

A body cultivator's physical defense was indeed far superior to an ordinary person 's, but it was not invincible. Since Ling Chuxi regarded spells as her greatest reliance and still dared to fight with them, she must have a lot of confidence and definitely could not be underestimated.

Looking at Ling Chuxi's calm and composed face and her orderly hand seals, Meng Zheng raised his vigilance and secretly circulated his vital Qi to protect his body.

An almost imperceptible smile appeared in Ling Chuxi's eyes. Although Meng Zheng's saber was still as wild and overbearing as before, she keenly discovered that his pace had slowed for a moment. His figure appeared more solemn, but it was less agile and also less of the indomitable aura he had before.

His heart was in a mess!

Meng Zheng himself did not realize that he had actually become wary of Ling Chuxi. Unconsciously, he had also become a little fearful of her.