Puff!
Immediately, Elder Wu Wang spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his face even paler, and the blood-red halo spreading across the tortoise shell came to a sudden halt!
At the same time, the Ancient Phoenix seized the opportunity, waving the Kunxu Fan in its hand. A terrifying wave of air slammed onto the blood-colored net!
Instantly, a hole visible to the naked eye appeared on the blood-colored net!
Though this hole wasn't large, it was about three centimeters in size and undeniably real!
"Not good, it seems Elder Wu Wang can't hold on much longer!"
"What should we do? Once Elder Wu Wang can't hold on, with our current state, even if we charge up, we won't be able to withstand even one move from the Ancient Phoenix!"
"Heavenly Demon, don't you have a special move? Why don't you use the move you just used again to hold off the Ancient Phoenix?"
