On the battlefield, the slaughter was ceaseless. The tiger men and the Female Soldiers clashed head-on.
Facing the slender Female Soldiers, the tiger men held a tremendous psychological advantage. After all, their opponents had petite, feminine figures, and more importantly, they were women. Yet, the Female Soldiers felt absolutely no psychological pressure. Bolstered by Zhao Chi's Encouragement, everyone's Morale was soaring.
Tiger men? They were just oversized cats.
Smiling, Qi Yue swallowed a Spiritual Power Pill. The silver gleam of her sword transformed into a bright, waning moon.
"Bring it on, little kitties! Have a good taste of your big sister's Moon Blade Slash!"
