The elf's eyes bulged in anticipation as he watched the dark slash hit the woman's neck.
However, the very next instant, his eyes drooped lifelessly.
The black smoke that had reached her neck simply bounced off or rather dispersed away as if it had met a dead end.
As soon as he saw that, the elf knew that something was wrong here.
He immediately quickened his steps and tried to move back when the loose earth made him stumble.
Tang Yue grinned.
She hadn't made the ground loosen up to thwart the man's offense, rather she had always been aiming for his retreat.
The sword in Tang Yue's hand slashed forward not allowing the elf to retreat back easily.
"Did I say that you can leave?"
She hissed and unleashed three consecutive sword beams, interlaced within them, and shrouding the beams was a thick flame.
This was the highlight of Tang Yue's progress in swordplay from these last few weeks.