At this moment, Yu Qingluan in the distance had already finished her battle.
Ming Tao had been ruined by her.
At this moment, Yu Qingluan, Shen Yin, Huang Yang, and others were all closely watching the fierce battle between Zhou Yu and Sheng Liuli.
In the sky, a giant golden axe was splitting through the void with unstoppable force, chopping down towards Zhou Yu's head.
Yet Zhou Yu was merely holding a long sword without even activating the sword force, simply pointing the sword tip diagonally toward the sky.
Seeing this scene, Shen Yin became anxious.
"What is Zhou Yu doing?"
"Why isn't he moving?"
"Is it that Sheng Liuli has immobilized his body?"
"Or something else?"
At this moment, Yu Qingluan also had a trace of worry in her eyes, but she was, after all, the princess of the Yan Clan and was able to maintain her composure better.
At this time, she said in a deep voice:
"Probably not."
"Look at Zhou Yu's eyes, there's a great deal of confidence in them!"
