C140 The Death of the Devil!

"Die!"

Muh Yuanxi had no time for Chung Zha's fury. With a low cry, spiritual energy whirled within her, and her right hand unleashed the Shadow Pursuing Gale Sword. Her left hand's black whip coiled like a venomous serpent, poised to strike Chung Zha at any moment.

The composure on Chung Zha's face had vanished, his facial muscles contorted with rage