The head of the ice silkworm rope had a small metal ball. With inertia, the metal ball rotated around the iron chain a few times and was bound to it.
Tang Muling pulled the rope, lifted herself up, then executed a beautiful flip, and easily stood on the iron chain. Although those Ancient Martial Artists had been beaten back by her, they couldn't help but cheer loudly.
Lin Tian similarly marveled, drawing his sword and making a move, using the rope to save himself. The whole process was calm and orderly.
However, Lin Tian didn't have the time to stop and applaud her, but continued to run towards the opposite shore. After Tang Muling got up, she didn't pause. She shook the rope to retrieve it and leaped out.
Seeing Lin Tian was about to reach the shore, Tang Muling couldn't catch up. She suddenly shook the Green Frost Sword, and with a humming sound, the longsword roared like a dragon and tiger. Lin Tian immediately felt a sharp aura surging towards him from behind.
