Before Wan Yuan and the members of Qinghe Sect could react, a slender body suddenly appeared, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, looking quite adorable.
However, the next scene was not so adorable.
A longsword flew out from the young girl's hands, its whistling sound like the furious roar of a giant dragon, chilling people to the bone.
It was just a blink of an eye, the longsword penetrated through, piercing directly through dozens of heads.
Blood splattered everywhere, the scene was extremely gruesome.
"I still prefer doing it myself!" Xiao Yun said softly, casually summoning the longsword back to her hand, and in the next moment, she charged directly into a crowd of hundreds.
With two hundred cultivators from the Eighth, Ninth Layers of Heavenly Immortal and forty masters of the Luo Xian Realm, Xiao Yun dove headfirst into them.
Tang Rao also took a deep breath, it seemed that Xiao Yun, this girl, was getting serious.
