With the death of the Green Bamboo Demon, the Demon Clan was heavily hit, while the Human Clan was full of morale, eager to rush forward and devour their opponents alive.
Hua Xian'er stood in mid-air. Although a woman, her presence was extraordinarily fierce. She surveyed the Demon Clan's strong ones and shouted, "Who else wants to come and face death?"
"You've been fighting four people in succession. Even if you win, what does it count for?"
Zi Yu of the Flame Bird Clan let out a loud shout, his two purple wings unfurled from his back, flying forward.
At this moment, his appearance resembled that of the Heavenly People Clan, but his two wings were different from the Heavenly Person Wings, broader and larger in comparison.
"Do you think you, a birdman, can fight me?" Hua Xian'er stared at him.
"You'll die!"
Zi Yu shouted coldly, not using any weapons but forming seals with both hands.
