Fuck me! I could squeeze the lot of you to death between my thighs! Now you remember me? Before this, every last one of you would take deployment orders but ignore a summons.
Feng Ling cursed inwardly, but the Snow Empress's blade was already descending. She could only fight for her life, transforming into an Evil Phoenix with a piercing cry.
Against a Limit Douluo, running was useless. Of course, resisting seemed equally futile.
The ice sword fell, and the Evil Phoenix wailed.
The Evil Phoenix was torn apart in an instant, but at the critical moment, the Snow Empress turned her blade and thrust into the empty space off to one side.
Roar-!
A dragon's roar rang out. A dark dragon head burst from the void, knocking aside the Snow Empress's ice sword.
Immediately afterward, Long Xiaoyao reached out through a spatial fissure, seized the wounded Feng Ling, and hurriedly withdrew.
"Go help the Supreme Elder!"
Long Xiaoyao glanced at Ye Xishui, his gaze flickering, then turned back and barked the order at Nangong Wan and the others.
Whatever Xishui had hidden from him, their immediate priority was to escape.
"Yes!"
Nangong Wan and the others respectfully cupped their hands. Seeing Long Xiaoyao appear, they breathed a sigh of relief. Things were secure again.
They had two Limit Douluo too.
They rushed toward the other battlefield, while Long Xiaoyao drew a deep breath and struck his palm toward the Snow Empress.
Dark Holy Dragon! Present!
The Snow Empress remained silent, her expression calm and unconcerned. A light flick of her sword tip stirred a blizzard in the air.
The two plunged into battle.
Meanwhile, Nangong Wan, who was leading the Evil Soul Masters to help Ye Xishui surround and kill the Ice Empress, was pierced through by a sword.