Hag's Form

"Who-"

Fu Zi swung her scythe to stop Drifting Sky. It was a weapon made for her, something Dai Mian had created personally. It took the essence of a hundred evildoers to create but against Ming Yue's sword, it cracked. 

She could barely even think before Ming Yue's strike pushed her back. 

Not to mention, she wasn't even given a chance to think of her next move before Ming Yue attacked. Her Zephyr Claws lashed out as grabbed the scythe and pulled it closer to her. Fu Zi felt her body jerk towards Ming Yue's sword, swinging towards her side.

"Don't get cocky!"

In a rage, Fu Zi yanked her scythe back, pulling Ming Yue in as she punched out. 

From behind, Hua Xiong saw it all unfold, pausing for a moment when she saw Ming Yue's face. But it was only for a moment as she flew towards the two. Her hands shot out another beam of light, aimed at Fu Zi's back.