With a loud bang, the moment Duan Yun collided, his fist had already fiercely smashed out!
The moment the fist hit the tree trunk, the entire tree, along with the figure, flew backward.
But this tree was indeed peculiar, as it flew, its trunk immediately twisted and deformed.
This twisting felt like a person dancing, and most of Duan Yun's fist power was strangely dissipated.
Duan Yun didn't give it a chance to breathe, advancing with the blade once more.
At this moment, the woman, who had always been as cool as moonlight, opened her mouth.
As she opened her mouth, the sound she emitted was surprisingly fiery.
"Blow the horn for me!"
"Mmm!"
"Blow the horn for me!"
"Hmph!"
With the woman's voice, the trumpet sound and speech that had been floating around changed rhythm.
Or rather, the rhythm of the strange flower tree she leaned on changed.
The flowers on the tree twisted, branches whistled, creating a sound that tore through the air.
