The last second felt incomparably stretched amidst the intensity of the rampaging, storm-inducing auras and radiant sword light.
Wu Baozhai had crushed Hong Chunhua; the First Commander was brutally injured, her left arm turned into a fleshy, bloody pulp while a huge hole was pierced through her stomach, revealing glistening intestines and broken meridians. Still, the pallid Hong Chunhua was ever-valiant and courageous, her sword light as dazzling and inscrutable as daybreak itself. With a breath left, she fought at an unimaginably high speed, using quantity of attacks to resist quality.
The An Sisters were barely conscious; they resorted to a full defensive stance as they threaded between life and death, arrows punctured them like porcupines, and they had only survived after uniting their minds to strengthen their spirits. Yao Houyi's arrows were far too powerful and fast. Fortunately for them, he had used his last trump card earlier.
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