C898 Ye Qingzhu(2)

"Is that so?"

The girl in white sneered and swung her sword at Mo Yunge's head.

If this sword strike landed, Mo Yunge would definitely become a headless corpse in the hands of this girl. Lin Feng, who was standing to the side, shook his head silently.

With a slap of his palm, a wave of true essence swept out from Lin Feng's hand and sent the sword in the white clothed lady's hand flying