C847 A Massacre!

A torrent of power targeted the neck of the woman in blue armor. She thrashed wildly, her sword whirling like the blades of a high-speed fan, relentlessly hacking at Bai Yeh's form.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Loud clashes echoed.

But to no avail. No matter the sharpness of her azure blade, it couldn't penetrate Bai Yeh's body, not even nicking his clothes.

Onlookers gaped in astonishment