A lethal strike, two fatal attacks, struck fiercely at the Ghost King's vital points.
The Ghost King's sharp scream echoed.
In the next instant,
his body transformed into a pool of blood, quietly flowing on the ground.
The Ghost King... is dead?
On the high platform, the Three Great Demon Kings stood up simultaneously.
The Purple Lightning Demon King's eyes flashed with astonishment, and he abruptly looked at Ye Wu!
At this moment,
Ye Wu no longer had the previous look of unwilling anger. Her eyes were calm as water, as if everything was within her expectations.
The Purple Lightning Demon King couldn't help but exclaim sternly, "Ye Wu, you performed quite a show!"
This lethal act, Fire Nether and Hu Jiuling cooperated seamlessly without any communication.
Outside the field, Ye Wu seemed to have known all this in advance, just cooperating to deceive them for a while.
Ye Wu replied calmly, "No need to thank me, acting is just a trivial hobby of mine, glad you enjoyed it."
