However, upon seeing Liu Mingyue's condition, she still laughed.
Because Liu Mingyue's condition was worse than hers.
Her face was deathly pale, her body wobbly, as if a gust of wind would make her collapse.
Giggling!
The Wanchu Saintess coldly laughed: "You vile woman, you actually broke my three clones. This time, I must properly teach you a lesson!"
The Wanchu Saintess, like a demon, stepped on a lotus and walked forward step by step.
With each step, the killing aura surrounding her intensified.
She was not in a hurry to make a move, because she knew Liu Mingyue couldn't escape.
The opponent probably had very little vitality left in her body now.
"Aren't you very powerful? Then use the Heavenly Reversing Demon Sword! Let's see if you can kill me, or get devoured by the demon sword first!"
The Wanchu Saintess wasn't worried at all because she knew the opponent couldn't use the Heavenly Reversing Demon Sword anymore.
