At this moment, Ye Xingli lay on the ground in disarray, with her star-glowing arms and legs casually tossed aside, mixed with seven or eight sets of magic remains and Vacuum Tribulation Transformation Maps, looking like mere litter on the ground.
"Senior sister."
Zhang Yu immediately picked up the unconscious Ye Xingli, feeling the emptiness in her meridians, unable to sense even a trace of mana or gang qi.
"This is..."
The name of Ye Xingli's opponent on the duel list flashed in Zhang Yu's mind.
Meanwhile, a voice sounded from behind him: "Human, is she your senior sister? So full of little tricks, quite durable."
"Speaking of which, according to the duel list, you are my next opponent, right? Didn't expect both you and your senior sister to fall into my hands."
Zhang Yu turned around and saw a tall figure with a dragon head standing behind him, looking down at him from above.
