Falling incessantly downward, he was about to plummet into the Dragon Transformation Pond bubbling with blood foam. Xie Yu's heart had already cursed the ancestors of Lady Qingyan and General Mo Lin to the eighteenth generation.
With a thought, his body suddenly lightened, as if freed from shackles. He somersaulted in midair like a Spirit Bird, launching a direct attack on Lady Qingyan.
Lady Qingyan never expected Xie Yu to still be able to fight back, caught off guard, he struck her completely by surprise.
The witch patterns on the Witch Cloud Cloak Xie Yu was wearing shimmered, looking extremely splendid.
