A fire at the city gate brings disaster to the fish in the moat!
Hong Zhuang had never dreamed that she had merely wanted to watch the fire from across the river, only for it to spread right to her doorstep!
She had even less idea how Xing Ba had seen through her whereabouts when her Hidden Serpent could conceal itself even from the Dharma Eye.
But now, she had no time to think. The two Throne Generals attacked again. Although neither of them had taken her seriously, their killing moves were genuinely aimed at her.
"Why drag me into this!"
Hong Zhuang's long hair whipped upward, the tips transforming into flattened snakeheads. Using Hundred Faces Disguise to shield Primordial Tent, she suddenly released a dense cloud of red mist.
This was no mist. It was the manifestation of her legacy—the deadly poison Heavenly Immortal Fall!
At once.
A mass of red clouds appeared in midair. But whether it was Lu Gong or Xing Ba, neither even looked at it before blasting their respective killing moves into the poisonous cloud.
Above the sky, the red cloud burned with fire on one side and was stained black with ink on the other. Only the center managed to remain a vivid red.
But the red was clearly unable to hold out much longer. Hong Zhuang immediately dove toward the ground, not bothering to see whether the two Throne Generals could withstand her poison.
Boom!
The flaming blade and Iron Fist collided, kicking up a gale.
The wind sent Hong Zhuang's robes billowing, but at least her bare feet landed on the rough ground.
She was about to seize the chance to escape when a wave of scorching heat came from above. Lu Gong had fallen from the sky, seemingly knocked down by