The Purple Crystal Woman floated in mid-air, gazing teasingly at the prey before her: "Only by killing me can you survive."
She was provoking Liu Yuan, hoping for a more intense resistance from him, so it would be more interesting.
However, Liu Yuan, who had been sent flying a thousand feet away, had his momentum and confidence completely crushed.
His sudden attack just now, a full-force strike, had been easily destroyed by the Purple Crystal Woman.
How could he possibly kill this injured god?
Liu Yuan performed a secret technique, a layer of yellow mist swirling around him, and his speed suddenly increased by fifty percent as he swiftly fled.
"Coward."
The Purple Crystal Woman's face turned cold, her eyes full of disdain.
Swish!
Her figure shot out, and she caught up to Liu Yuan in just three breaths.
Flying above him, she wasn't in a hurry to strike.
But the pressure from the Heavenly Realm and the crisis of death plunged Liu Yuan into despair, his expression frenzied.
