"So what?"
After hearing Black Rose's words, Lynn Ning smiled dismissively. She had already decided—once she dealt with these people, she'd head to the Tenth Natural Planet to find her husband. With him around, the Tian Clan's threat was nothing.
"Stubborn fool!" Black Rose's face turned cold. "Take her down!"
At Black Rose’s command, four War God–level martial artists attacked Lynn Ning at once.
"Invincible Divine Fist!"
"Heavenly Wind Divine Palm!"
"Mandarin Duck Whirlwind Kick!"
"Deadly Bloodfiend Sword!"
Knowing the beautiful young woman before them was a powerful opponent, the four War God–level martial artists unleashed their best techniques right from the start.
Things aren’t what they used to be.
If this had been a few days ago, when Lynn Ning had no combat experience, she would've panicked facing an attack from four people. But now, she wasn't afraid at all—in fact, she wore a slightly contemptuous smile. Yes, contemptuous, because to her, the four's martial techniques were simply too crude.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
In an instant, the four attacks closed in—but just then, Lynn Ning took a step forward.
With a whoosh, her figure vanished from the four's sight.
Startled, the four quickly pulled back their attacks.
But just then, a shadow flickered—Lynn Ning appeared behind the War God who'd used the kick. A gleaming silver short sword stabbed out silently.
"Watch out!"
A teammate across from him shouted.
Reminded by his teammate, he instinctively dove forward. Even so, he was a step too slow. With a squelch, the short sword stabbed into his back, then withdrew—blood sprayed everywhere.
Bang! Bang! Bang!