As the battle commenced, various tremendously powerful moves were unleashed from Zhang Xiaohao's palms, fiercely striking towards the Red Clothes.
Under Zhang Xiaohao's continuous barrage of powerful moves, even though Red Clothes was desperately defending, she was still not a match for him.
A series of enchanting sounds cascaded, one after another, continuously emanating from Red Clothes' seductive, cold lips, forming unique musical notes that resonated throughout the room.
Half a month later.
Roar!
Accompanied by a low roar from Zhang Xiaohao, the intense battle finally came to a halt.
Looking at Red Clothes again, after being bombarded by Zhang Xiaohao's immensely powerful moves, she resembled a kite with its string cut, lying on the bed with skin stained red, as if cloaked in a layer of red mist. Her breathtaking, seductive allure emanated from her body.
However, Red Clothes didn't even have the strength to move an inch, exhausted completely.
