章節 329: An Old Friend's Dagger

In just a short while, the dagger brushed past Chu Luo's arm.

A trail of blood was sent flying. Chu Luo glanced at the blood-stained sleeve on her arm and a murderous glint flashed across her eyes.

She strummed the Phoenix Zither, and the sound turned into a sharp blade that shot towards Ulan.

Ulan quickly dodged and couldn't enter Chu Luo at all.

The hall trembled because of the powerful sound waves. Ten minutes later, Chu Luo put away her Phoenix Zither and flew over to grab the wrist of the dagger that Ulan was holding. She looked up at the Ten Kings of Hell and said, "Do you still want to watch the show? You should take this person away."

After saying that, she exerted strength in her hand. Instantly, Ulan's face contorted in pain. She loosened her grip on the dagger and it fell to the ground.

Chu Luo caught the dagger and was about to put it away.