"Pfft!"
"Pfft!"
In mid-air, the Purple Flame Mountains crashed down, and both Chu Yueyan and Ling Bo spat out blood, plummeting from the sky.
"Water Phoenix Sword Slash!"
The Celestial Nether Sword in the hand of the Fairy Yan Yun shone with a brilliant blue Sword Aura, splitting the Purple Flame Mountains above her head, scattering purple fire rain across the sky.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Under the immense energy impact, the delicate body of the Fairy Yan Yun was also pushed back several hundred meters in the air, her charming face under the thin veil flushed red, then she spat out a mouthful of blood.
There were bright red bloodstains on her veil, and a slight scorch mark on her snow-white dress.
After steadying herself, the Fairy Yan Yun's gaze immediately shifted towards the two deep pits on the ground.
In those pits, Chu Yueyan and Ling Bo looked pale, their auras weakened.
"Master, Uncle Ling Bo!"
The Fairy Yan Yun's face changed abruptly.
