In an instant, Zhou Yu only felt as if a sharp sword had pierced into his Sea of Consciousness.
At the same time, a massive chaos erupted in his Sea of Consciousness.
"Pfft—"
Zhou Yu couldn't help it; a mouthful of blood spewed out.
Simultaneously, all the aura in his body quickly withered, and his face turned extremely pale.
In that flash of lightning, Zhou Yu let out a roar.
He directly waved two fingers, and the Golden Demon Blade appeared out of thin air, shooting toward Fu Yi in front of him like lightning.
At this moment, Fu Yi's face was full of venomous smiles.
He had deliberately pretended to admit defeat and beg for mercy just now, to make Zhou Yu lower his guard, thus using a secret technique to ambush Zhou Yu.
Watching as his plan had succeeded nine-tenths,
he could no longer suppress the smile at the corner of his mouth.
But at this moment, a golden glint flashed by.
