Chapter 188 - 121 The Death of the Black Grape
"Junior Brother!!"
Witnessing Nalan Xie’s tragic state, Qing burst into a piercing scream from her throat, the shrill cry piercing the clouds, moving the forest with its sadness.
The woman flew toward him, seeing Xia He still brandishing her sword to block her way, her eyes fierce and bloodthirsty as she angrily shouted, "Die, you wretch, get out of my way!"
The woman threw a punch, and in an instant, a white vapor exploded around her, condensing into the vague shape of a white-scaled flood dragon, writhing and coiling as her punch carried the force of a mountain collapsing and a tsunami surging forward.
At this moment, Qing’s face was a dark purple, yin and yang energy swirling around her, clearly showing that she was now desperate and fighting for her life.
Xia He swung her blade to meet her adversary, but the punch, like massive waves crashing onto the shore, numbed her arm, and with a muffled grunt, the girl flew backward like a kite with its string cut, her hair tied by a thin rope came undone and flailed in the air.
Just as she was about to hit the ground, Xia He lightly tapped her toe and barely maintained her balance.
The girl’s face was pale, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of her mouth.
Clearly, as Jiang Shouzhong had expected, she was not a match for Qing when it really came down to a fight for life.
Qing, with her heart set on her lover, repelled Xia He and lunged towards Jiang Shouzhong and the others, her fierce face filled with a bone-chilling hate, "I’ll make you bastards pay with your lives!"