บท 1119: Challenge

Li Hanyan shook her head and said, "You're just seeking your death and indulging in wishful thinking!"

Li Hanyan instantly vanished from where she stood and appeared behind Zhao Chuan. The head and body of the dead man she had been carrying fell to the ground.

"Clank…" Numerous cold flashes of light surged toward Zhao Chuan at once like a huge snowball as she slashed her sword at him from all directions.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding…" Zhao Chuan's skills were not inferior to Li Hanyan's as he unsheathed his sword and immediately warded off more than ten attacks from her.

While Zhao Chuan seemed vile and sleazy, his martial arts skills were top-notch, and he turned out to be an expert in swordsmanship.

"Ugh…" A muffled groan could be heard as the numerous sword flashes suddenly vanished. Zhao Chuan clutched at his throat and glared at Li Hanyan in disbelief.