After the Witch Clan princess flicked her long sleeve, the prince felt that the sword energy he had struck was rebounded, and it was now attacking him with a whirling speed.
Yuanyang's pupils suddenly dilated several times. Of course he realized something, but there was nothing he could do. Even if he wanted to block the sword energy, it was impossible because he did not have the speed to fly in front of the prince before the sword energy struck.
However, Emperor Xu did this, and he was seen slanting past the prince's head like a gust of wind, blocking most of the sword energy for him. The remaining small part of the sword energy would be harmful to the prince's life even if he could bear it.
It posed no threat, but Emperor Xu fell because of it.
"Why are you so stupid?"
The princess of the Wu clan widened her eyes and looked at Emperor Xu who was lying on the ground and his eyes were beginning to lose focus.
In their Witch Clan country, there has always been only killing and cannibalism. No one has ever sacrificed anything for anyone, let alone a precious life.
"Huang Xu! Huang Huang!——"
The prince rushed to Emperor Xu and picked him up. He found that his pulse was still beating, but it was very weak.
As for Qianyang, after he saw Emperor Xu fall, he rushed towards the Witch Clan princess like a madman, shouting slogans of killing. His blue sword quickly turned red due to the master's excitement, and the redness symbolized
Xuanyang's magic power has been improved to a higher level because of this battle.
Seeing this red magic weapon coming towards her, the Witch Clan Princess was dazzled by the red light for a moment. She took a few steps back, but she quickly adapted to it.
The wizard musicians played more gloomy flutes to help her fight, and she became more powerful and gloomy.
There was a black aura all over her body, and her power instantly extended to the point where it seemed she couldn't help but control it.
Then those black dazzling colors surged towards Yuanyang, but the dazzling energy suddenly stopped a few feet before touching Yuanyang's body, and was fixed in the space as if it was condensed into a solid.
Because the maroon music played by the Wu tribe musicians is permeated with crisp and refreshing sounds of nature.
listen!
The strings and waves of smart notes rippled back and forth in the thick and suffocating black air, and then the pipes and flutes of the wizard musicians exploded in the air one after another, and then were torn into pieces and turned into powder,
Finally, it was evaporated while floating in the air, leaving no trace.