"Hoo!!"
Yin Yan sprouted a pair of black mist tiger wings from her back and charged directly at Lu Ran.
The speed of the Yinli Tiger clan was no less than that of the North Wind - Night Charm. Lu Ran's body tensed, and he swiftly stepped back to block.
"Clang!"
The Acacia Sword and the Cold Night Sword clashed fiercely, emitting a piercing sound.
Yin Yan's expression changed slightly; she felt a tingling in her palms, and her Divine Sword almost slipped from her grasp.
This young man... what tremendous strength!
Lu Ran was about to counterattack when suddenly, two black mist strands shot out from Yin Yan's tiger wings, striking fiercely towards his face.
He tilted his head and stepped back.
In an instant, Lu Ran moved seamlessly, tilting his head to dodge the first whip and retreating to avoid the second.
At the moment his toes touched the ground, he suddenly darted forward.
Retaliation is only polite!
"Whoosh~"
A gust of wind surged.
