Du Yu jerked his head up, looked at Fuxi, and then revealed a chilling smile.
"Fuxi, die." Du Yu's voice rang out coldly. A tremendous surge of power erupted from his body, his eyes blazed, and he spewed dragon breath from his mouth.
Before Fuxi could react, Du Yu activated the Ghostly Movement Technique, flashed behind him, and clamped his arm tightly around his neck.
Fuxi was startled, but he was no ordinary opponent. A mass of yin qi suddenly gathered in his right hand, and he grabbed straight for Du Yu's arm.
A Can kicked off the ground, lunged forward, and wrapped himself around Fuxi's arm.
Fuxi stood thirty feet tall, and a single arm was as long as a person was tall.
A Kui seized Fuxi's left hand from the other side.
Fuxi's face instantly flushed crimson. He had never imagined that these people would actually dare attack him.
"Y-you..."
When Du Yu realized Fuxi could still speak, he immediately tightened his grip, forcing a muffled grunt out of him.
But when he turned his head, he found Xiao Nian, Shiranui Asuka, Shiranui Jinkuro, and Xie Yujiao still standing frozen in place.
"Do you want to die?!" Du Yu snarled under his breath. "Get over here and help!"
Xie Yujiao and Jin Jianglang snapped out of their stupor and immediately rushed forward.
Xie Yujiao planted several Array Flags nearby, rendering Fuxi's serpentine tail completely immobile.
Shiranui Jinkuro steeled himself, summoned the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors, and thrust them straight into Fuxi's abdomen.
"Urgh!"
Fuxi had no way to dodge. The Golden Flood Dragon Scissors pierced straight through him.
"Aim carefully! Brother A-Xiang! Strike somewhere vital!" Du Yu said in a low voice.
Shiranui Jinkuro was just about to pull out the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors when a slender