A gusty wind swept through the abandoned factory.
Fairy Xifeng, spitting out blood, lay on the ground.
As Ning Mengyao approached step by step, her heart leapt to her throat.
"Second Senior Sister!"
Just as Meng Yao was about to deliver a ruthless blow, Zhong Saint and North Saint charged forward, heedless of the danger.
Their swords emitted a fierce Sword Qi, aiming straight for her back.
"Bang!"
But the explosion sounded, and Meng Yao still stood motionless there.
The two tails behind her had already blocked all the attacks.
The remaining tails swiftly shot toward the two with their guards down.
In the next moment, like serpents, they wrapped around their throats and hoisted them up in the air.
The other two couldn't escape the tails' bonds either.
The sensation of suffocation made them drop their weapons and grasp at the tails, attempting to break free.
But how could they escape when Meng Yao had already reached the pinnacle of Eighth Grade?
