Feng Yueya closed her eyes wearily, her body lightened, drifting down from the air like soft cotton.
That moment, a bitter smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
How could death come so easily...
Yun Shangyuan flew toward her frantically and just as he caught her, someone powerfully slapped his back.
He grunted, swallowing the fresh blood in his throat, his arms tightly holding Feng Yueya.
Another strike came, and from behind Liu Yan fiercely struck him, aiming to kill him with one blow.
"Prince!" Rong Da and Rong San leapt into the air, both slashing at Liu Yan simultaneously with their swords.
"How presumptuous!"
A cold smile appeared at the corner of Liu Yan's mouth as he reached out and grabbed the swords they swung at him.
The two men released their swords, gathering Spiritual Power in their hands and striking at him!
Liu Yan quickly dodged and fought back against the two men.
