Boom!!!!
However, just as the wind carrying the heat touched the poison fog, the fog exploded out of nowhere, as if ignited by a fire stone, catching Yu Sui completely off guard. In an instant, she stumbled backward several steps, her originally delicate and smooth face now comically covered in dust, looking like a rabbit that had just fallen into a coal stove.
"Zhou! Li!"
Angrily shouting, Yu Sui twisted her arm, with the intent of Gold and Iron attaching to her wrist. With a flick, a long blade condensed from fierce fire appeared in her hand.
Yu Sui's eyes gleamed with a red light similar to Divine Fire, and behind her, countless intense fiery auras gathered in the air, forming a phantom figure holding a long blade, its face astonishingly identical to Yu Sui's.
"Game over, Lord Wan Sui is anxious."
