BAM, BAM, BAM!!
The sound of booming fists echoed relentlessly through the back mountains, shaking the surrounding pine forest until snow cascaded from its branches.
Qing Yueqiu wore not a stitch of clothing. Her silver hair cascaded down like a waterfall, tracing elegant arcs through the air with her every movement. Yet, in this moment, she was dangerously, lethally beautiful.
Her deceptively slender frame continuously unleashed Dragon Elephant Divine Power. Each punch made the air hum, producing a deafening boom.
The force of her fists carved trenches into the snow and sent stream water splashing several feet into the air.
A bloody glint flickered in her eyes, her pupils burning as if with a scorching flame. She radiated an almost crazed killing intent, locked on the man in white before her—her most beloved... Master.
