Ning Xiaoxian could sense that each of his sword strikes, though seemingly ordinary, contained a sinister and deadly Gang Qi that made her shiver with fear. Clearly, while his sword form appeared unremarkable and even somewhat bland, the destructive potential once it pierced the human body was astonishing. This was a sixth sense she had honed through many life-and-death battles, and she trusted this feeling. Meanwhile, the nearby Fairy Han Qiong also posed a headache for her, as her magic artifact was extremely yin and soft, leaving no opportunity for close combat.
