Whoosh——
Accompanied by the sound of wind cutting through thorny vines, a thick, soft whip covered in red thorns was held in the hand of the Demon Clan woman, with one forceful swing, the entire battlefield was split in half!
"Witch, don't be so arrogant!"
"Go, capture these two and hand them over to the Clan Leader for punishment."
The reaction of the Lang and Xiang Clan was very consistent, immediately mobilizing their whole body's Spiritual Energy and rushing forward without hesitation, trying to entangle with the Demon Clan woman. However, she moved unhurriedly, dressed in a black and red gown, stepping back continuously with her embroidered shoes.
After voluntarily yielding the position, her left hand suddenly pulled the thorny whip back forcefully, brushing past the waist of one person and leaving a conspicuous blood mark.
