C861 Bamboo and Sword

Daoist Wufeng once again raised the bamboo cane in his hand and placed it across his chest.

"Hmph. No matter how fast you are, you are no longer a match for me."

Just as she was speaking, the muscles on Ah Hong's legs tensed up and she once again charged towards the direction of Daoist Wufeng. This time, her speed was even faster than before