Yun Qianli was now able to release sword Qi with her bare hands. Moreover, Feng Zhongrong was caught off guard by Yun Qianli’s attack.
Feng Zhongrong clutched his abdomen. His face was full of pain, but his neck was held back by Yun Qianli’s water-cleaving sword.
Yun Qianli said coldly, “Elder Feng, if you don’t want him to die, hand over the antidote immediately!”
Not to mention elder Feng and Feng Zhongzheng, even Hei Xinjiu was dumbfounded.
Aiyo, this little white lotus was not simple. It was not poisoned either?
Countless thoughts flashed through Hei Xinjiu’s mind. It seemed that even if she did not get involved, Yun Qianli would definitely have a way to escape from elder Feng and the others. She had underestimated her.
However, she could not take the limelight alone. Otherwise, the young master would not let her off easily!