In her line of sight, Xiao Muyu held her Treasure Sword, her dress fluttering gently. Her long, raven-black hair cascaded to her waist, a charming smile playing on her lips. She glanced at Ling Chen and said, "Ling Chen, you're late. This Night Wolf King is now my prey."
Ling Chen halted his mount and shook his head. "This Night Wolf King is ferocious. Hunting it down won't be an easy feat."
"That remains to be seen!" Xiao Muyu thrust her sword forward, its sword light converging to a point, as if a single droplet of water was condensed on the tip of the blade, aiming towards the Night Wolf King's belly.
Rain Spirit Sword Technique: Dripping Water Pierces Stone!
SHLICK!
The sword light instantly pierced the Night Wolf King's skin, gouging a large hole in its stomach.
With a mournful howl, the Night Wolf King flew back over ten meters, crashing into trees along its path and leaving a trail of destruction.
