A few breaths later.
Boom!
Wu Yiyi was sent flying backward, a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
Lin Zheyu's reckless fighting style caused his Bloodline Power to deplete rapidly at an astonishing speed.
The effect of the Tiger Roar Dragon Chant Secret Skill was quickly fading.
With this ebb and flow, the situation began to reverse, and Wu Yiyi gradually fell into a disadvantage.
"Damn it!"
Wu Yiyi cursed under his breath, a look of unwillingness appearing in his eyes.
He had actually lost to a demon weaker than himself, dealing a severe blow to his strong sense of pride and inner arrogance.
However, Wu Yiyi also knew that if he didn't leave now, he might never get another chance.
Poof—
His face flushed suddenly, and the blood he was about to spit out was swallowed back down by Wu Yiyi.
Boom!
He pushed off forcefully with his feet, his body rapidly retreating.
