Caught off guard, Immortal Maiden Yuyao took the whip squarely on the arm. After letting out a scream, she hurriedly retreated and glared at her in furious disbelief. "What are you doing? Have you gone mad?"
"Hehe, you're the one who's mad." Su Qiao sneered, a deep, fierce glint in her eyes.
"You dared provoke even me. I think you're tired of living."
Su Qiao swung the whip again. Immortal Maiden Yuyao naturally could not just stand there and let herself be struck, so she quickly used her Magic Power to fly out of the palace.
Unfortunately, Su Qiao had been prepared. She forcefully flung the whip backward, then struck Immortal Maiden Yuyao across the back with the backhand swing. The blows cracked loudly.
Although Immortal Maiden Yuyao was not wearing ordinary clothes but rather a magical artifact with a certain degree of defensive power, the whip in Su Qiao's hand was no ordinary weapon either. It had been a birthday gift Ye Jinghan had given her back in the Demon Realm, specifically for whipping lechers who wanted to harass her.
Since it had been made for whipping lecherous members of the Demon Race, he naturally would not have created anything simple. It was instead a weapon with tremendous destructive power.
At this moment, even though Immortal Maiden Yuyao was wearing an Immortal Robe, the strange black whip had beaten her skin red and swollen. Moreover, this pain was unlike the ordinary pain of being whipped. It was a piercing agony that felt as though her very soul were being lashed.
Therefore, after only a few strikes, her face had gone deathly pale, and cold sweat poured from her forehead.
"Princess..."
Jingxiang and Liushu, who had just caught up, stared at the scene in stunned disbelief.
So the enemy Princess