C447 (2/2)

Mirror Reflection Lake had shrunk by more than half and the water level had dropped by a hundred feet.

Recovering from their shock, these people quickly turned to look at the three people battling.

The chess saint sword ancestor's figure was faintly discernible, his primordial spirit unstable, on the verge of dissipation.

Ying Shuntian maintained his Bifang Bird form. One of his wings had been cut off, and he was on the verge of collapse like the sword-play master. His condition was slightly worse than the sword-play master's. However, his eyes were as fierce as ever.

Li Daoyi's white robe was torn apart, revealing his dark golden skin covered in fine, fragmented scales. At this moment, he was leaning on his sword with his back bent, panting heavily.

”How is it, did the sword elder win?”

Liu Yiyi subconsciously looked towards Yan Zhaofeng. He was the one with the highest cultivation base out of all of them.

Yan Zhaofeng shook his head and replied, ”I don't know either. It seems that I have won.”

”Not bad, this storm is finally over.” The Sword Ancestor and the Sword Emperor have won. ”

It was unknown when Tian Zi had opened his eyes. Now, he looked relaxed as he explained to Yan Zhaofeng and the others.

Ren Qianxing's blood-colored eyes flickered. It was unknown what he was thinking about, it was extremely terrifying.

Just as Heavencraft's words fell, Ying Shuntian flapped his remaining wings and flew into the air with difficulty. His beak opened wide, ”I, Ying Shuntian, am undefeatable. No one can defeat me. The Yin Moon Empire will definitely return to the human world. No one can stop them! ”

While Ying Shuntian was blabbering on and on, a figure flew over and caught him. It forcefully compressed him into a ball of essence and swallowed him into its stomach.