tearing sound resonated in the air.
The blood scythe which had not been completely neutralised cut a deep wound on Yue Yang’s shoulder and his back, unfurling his skin and flesh, splattering fresh blood in all directions…… The mysterious beauty and Yue Yang fell down onto the ground heavily, both of their streams of fresh blood flowing and converging together, and forming a very strange bright red colour. However, the two of them did not notice the strange colour as they were both utterly beaten and gasping for their breaths.