The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady
chapter-1100

Shen Yanxiao suddenly ascended until her whole person was suspended in the air. Her left hand was holding a long line as thin as a hair while the other end of the long line was directly tied to an arrow. When this arrow was nailed into the ceiling, Shen Yanxiao’s whole person was lifted up along.

Shen Yanxiao was high up from the ground. One of her feet was tied up in the long line, and her figure hung slanted in the air. Her hands pulled open the bowstring of the Purple Baron and released an arrow toward Senior Brother Zhou.

The speed of a Great Swordmaster was extremely fast, but he had no way to stay up in the air. Senior Brother Zhou immediately dodged and squinted his eyes at the dangling Shen Yanxiao.

"I’m going to die? Why don’t you try again, ah." Shen Yanxiao hooked her lips up and her face flashed a proud smile.

Since Senior Brother Zhou was always pulling their distance closer, then she would just open their distance vertically, lifting herself up using a line in the air. Now, she would like to see if the Great Swordmaster could grow wings and fly up.

Shen Yanxiao’s practice was actually very simple. She suddenly thought of her own skills as a thief. She was an Archer and a Warlock, but she was also a thief that could come and go without a trace. It was just, after her rebirth, she used these skills so rarely that it didn’t cross her mind to associate her own stealing skills with the different professions of this world.

If it were not for this emergency situation, perhaps she could not quickly think of a method to deal with a Great Swordmaster.

Shen Yanxiao’s godly trick made people look silly.

Senior Brother Zhou had never seen such a way of creating distance.

For a time, Senior Brother Zhou’s previous tactics turned useless. Unless he could find a way to stand in the air, he could only be like a tiger standing on the ground while helplessly watching the eagle in the sky.

What was even more frightening was that this eagle could also throw an attack...

Shen Yanxiao, who had been pressed by Senior Brother Zhou all this time, finally started her counterattack. Her practice also directly affected Vermillion Bird. Vermillion Bird immediately transformed into his beast form, albeit with a reduced size. Although his size could not afford to carry Shen Yanxiao, there was no problem with attacking in midair.

In the blink of an eye, the battle began to lean towards Shen Yanxiao’s side. Shen Yanxiao and Vermillion Bird, who were occupying the more powerful terrain, assaulted Senior Brother Zhou with a series of crazy blows.

Shen Yanxiao’s arrows were attached with three kinds of damage effects. One was the arrow wrapped by blazing hot flames, while the other two interweaved like rainwater falling one after another, forcing Senior Brother Zhou to step back.

Shen Yanxiao did not miss any chances. Her arrows fell continuously from the ceiling. The silver wire became the platform supporting herself. She and Vermillion Bird cooperated tacitly with each other, launching a violent bombardment against Senior Brother Zhou.

Although the attack speed of the Great Swordmaster was fast, and the scope of their attack was not small either, Shen Yanxiao adjusted her height to a place where Senior Brother Zhou’s blade could not touch her, so even if Senior Brother Zhou were to try his best to slash his sword with full force, Shen Yanxiao could still continue to attack him with her bow and arrow without her body being touched even half an inch by the imposing sword skills of Senior Brother Zhou.

Senior Brother Zhou simply wanted to vomit blood. He dared to swear that Shen Yanxiao’s control of height was absolutely deliberate. She obviously could raise herself to a safer height, but she stayed half an inch outside his attack range. Every time he attacked, he had the urge to knock his head against the wall and die.