The bright Demon Power Light Whip extended from the tip of the index finger on the right hand, accompanied by a powerful swing of the arm, viciously lashed through the air, striking the ground.
The massive vermilion lacquered pillars were severed at the waist, and the solid, smooth palace floor, resembling jade, was whipped into a burst of debris! During the intervals of the whipping, Sesshomaru was silently moving at high speed, attempting to tear the enemy with his poisonous claws, not merely relying on keeping distance to fight.
Yet, the black-haired girl's mirror image opposite, fighting with the precision of a puppet, was extraordinarily agile, her beautiful black hair fluttering and dancing, like a nimble butterfly gracefully dancing.
She easily dodged the fiercely swinging Demon Power Light Whip and deadly poisonous claws, while always accurately finding the gaps to counterattack with an even more ferocious momentum.
