The duel between Shi Feiyang and Liu Yanran continued, their figures weaving through the flashes of swords and blades, the powerful energy seemingly distorting the surrounding air.
However, the prolonged fierce battle gradually slowed their movements, sweat soaking their clothes, and their strength nearing its limit.
Suddenly, a cold smile appeared on Liu Yanran's face, carrying a hint of cunning and pride. She spoke to Shi Feiyang in a tone almost provocative, "Shi Feiyang, you've been poisoned by the Kunqian Holy Water that I meticulously prepared. This toxin will gradually corrode your body. If you continue to fight me, you will surely die. Hmph!"
Her voice echoed in the air, laced with a chilling edge, as if the poison had already begun to take effect.
Shi Feiyang, upon hearing this, showed a look of astonishment, clearly not expecting Liu Yanran to resort to such insidious means.
