Those Fallen Ones who had originally been so aggressive.
Without the support of their Soul Skills, they immediately lost their balance in midair.
They struggled in panic, but it was futile.
Some Fallen Ones let out despairing screams.
Pulled by gravity, they fell one after another like kites with severed strings.
The ground below seemed to turn into a net of death, waiting for them to descend.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The Fallen Ones crashed to the ground one after another.
Dull impacts rang out.
Many Fallen Ones died on the spot, their blood staining the earth red.
Bodies lay scattered everywhere.
The sight was unbearable.
Wails filled the air.
The Terror Knights had also lost their former might.
They retreated in panic, no longer daring to approach Ye Qiu's massive Susanoo.
The Title Douluo fighting Spirit Kite Douluo.
Unable to use his Spirit Rings, he was instantly suppressed by Ling Yuan and fell to the ground, seriously injured.
The Hell Slaughter Arena instantly fell silent.
Everyone was intimidated by the purple figure in the sky and her bizarre methods.
Her appearance.
Was like the arrival of a second King of Slaughter.
She had effortlessly changed the entire situation.
The Fallen Ones who had been howling about charging into the King of Slaughter's bedchamber and tearing Ye Qiu apart immediately fell silent.
They stood quietly where they were, not daring to make even the slightest sound.
The King of Slaughter widened his eyes.
Endless shock surged through his heart as he watched the scene before him.
From that earlier utterance, it was not hard to tell that beneath the purple robes was a woman—and one who could not possibly be ugly, judging by her voice alone.
Coupled with that blood-red Asura Divine Sword.
Ye Qiu could already confirm the identity of