A burst of rumbling, a large amount of flames scattered and flew around, smoke and dust rose.
In an instant, Xu Fengxiong's figure flew out from the smoke like a torn burlap sack, hitting the ground awkwardly, spewing a mouthful of fresh blood.
His body was covered with scorch marks from the flames, his hands trembled violently, blackened all over.
One strike of the Hundred Battle Blood Slaughter Saber did indeed shatter a Firebird.
But the scattered flames directly injured his whole body.
If Zheng Yuhuan had not deliberately held back, Xu Fengxiong would have been either dead or crippled.
Xu Fengxiong was full of shock, how could cultivators be so strong?!
Just a simple spell could cause him injury?
He didn't even touch Princess Langhuan's clothes!
This, is this the power of cultivators?
"Chirp chirp chirp chirp~"
At this moment, two more crisp bird calls rang out.
Two more Firebirds flew out of the smoke, circling around Xu Fengxiong incessantly.
