Yuwen situo looked at Ling Chuxi's menacing sword and his expression changed. He knew that Ling Chuxi was very strong, but he had never personally fought with her and had not experienced it. Now that he had experienced it, his heart trembled. He did not meet the attack head-on. Instead, he took a few steps back and suddenly slapped his own face twice. The two slaps shocked everyone present. They felt pain just by looking at them. Was this person crazy?
However, Ling Chuxi frowned and the sword in her hand moved even more quickly!
In the next moment, Yuwen situo let out a long howl. His eyes turned red, as if they were shooting out blood-red beams. His hair stood on end, and the aura around him changed. With him as the center, a small tornado was formed.
Ling Chuxi's sword light had already closed in on Yuwen situo, but it had disappeared into the small tornado around him.