Upon witnessing this scene, Yu Qingluan, Mo Xiaoqing, and others all let out cries of anger and sorrow.
"Zhou Yu!!!"
The two women rushed forward recklessly, fully mobilizing their True Qi, trying to block this strike for Zhou Yu.
However, their strengths were only equivalent to the Ancestor Realm.
Facing the combined attack of three Demon Lords stronger than ordinary Emperor Realm, they were naturally like mantises trying to stop a chariot, powerless to resist.
In an instant, the two women were sent flying, blood spilling from their mouths.
Seeing this, Zhou Yu's eyes burned with fury.
He roared out.
"Touch my woman!"
"I want you dead!"
As he spoke, Zhou Yu prepared to reverse the Tai Chu Skill, intending to fight desperately.
But just then, an aged, icy voice rang out.
"Three mongrels daring to run wild in the Yan Clan!"
"Courting death!"
