The gloomy wind howled, and shadows surged!
Yang Chanyu's face was full of tension as she frantically retreated.
Nanny Ghost Qiushui was extremely fast, tracing a shadow in mid-air, and within a few breaths, she was already in front of her.
But in the next moment, Yang Chanyu chuckled.
She activated the magical treasure within her body, instantly swapping places with the poison bolt that had just shot through Luo Shang.
Luo Shang only felt a blur before his eyes, and he saw a beautiful female cultivator dressed in pink, smiling sweetly at him.
But Luo Shang felt no trace of Yang Chanyu's beauty, only the immense pressure of death and overwhelming fear!
Yang Chanyu launched a fierce attack, wielding a single blade, the glint from her weapon sharp and relentless.
Luo Shang struggled to defend himself, constantly spitting blood, his body bearing tens of knife wounds, each cut deep to the bone, blood splattering wildly.