บท 1142: The Five-Poison Pot

Tang Shiya was not as confident as the black-clothed woman. She could not help but feel stressed when facing Jiang Chen, especially when she saw the smile on Jiang Chen's face.

"You can't be too careful!" She warned the woman very seriously.

The black-clothed woman did not respond. Then, without any sign, numerous cold lights flew out of her sleeves. They were flying knives as thin as a cicada's wing, whose edges were very sharp. They flew toward Jiang Chen at high speed. They did not aim to pierce through his body with great force, but were going to cut his neck and other crucial areas with their sharp edges.

Jiang Chen reacted extremely fast. He gathered the wind together to use it as a sword and sent those flying knives away with it.

The black-clothed woman was not surprised. She seized the chance to attack. She threw her palms over. Her attack was overwhelming.