The people outside gradually dispersed, and Li Qingyu was too lazy to continue pretending about her condition.
She casually wiped away the essence blood she had just spat out, then looked at the two blood-colored Sword Dragons across from her with a slightly cold gaze, showing none of her previous weak demeanor.
The remaining people around her were all those of her direct lineage, currently entangled with the two blood-colored Sword Dragons.
Without those hindrances, these people displayed even higher combat effectiveness than before.
However, with so many people suddenly gone, the blood-colored Sword Dragon seemed to recover instantly, launching a wave of attacks, leaving a large number of Li Qingyu's people heavily injured.
Li Qingyu's face darkened, and the expression in her eyes grew colder.
Towards her own lineage, she had no intention to continue her charade and started yelling directly.
"Fools, what are you hesitating for? Hurry up and solve these problems!"
