Taking advantage of his momentary lapse in attention, Mu Feiyu moved her feet lightly, taking a few steps forward as if flowing through clouds and water. She reached back to her waist and thrust out her golden sword like lightning, aiming straight for Hua Mancheng's chest.

On the other side, Hua Mancheng flashed and quickly placed Yu Qianqian aside. Then, he raised his long sword and, in an instant, a series of flashes of light crisscrossed, silently severing Mu Feiyu's hair, which was rushing towards him, and it fell onto her shoulder.

The onlookers sighed with dismay and secretly worried for Mu Feiyu. It was obvious that if it were just a one-on-one fight, he would be no match for Hua Mancheng.

However, unnoticed by everyone, in that instant, the two swords clashed in mid-air, their blades accompanied by gusts of fierce wind, the impact causing them to clang loudly, making everyone in the arena tremble involuntarily.

You still dream of escaping unscathed and running away with Yu Qianqian? I'll make sure you don't get your wish!

Mu Feiyu's eyes flashed, and she suddenly looked up at Hua Mancheng with a strange expression. Then she flipped her five fingers outward, and frost-flower-shaped hidden weapons kept emerging from her palm. The golden sword followed with a burst of sharpness, and with a whoosh, it tore open a dazzling light screen. Frost flowers danced wildly in the sky and flew through the air, shooting straight towards Hua Mancheng's chest!

"You brat, you're going to die!"

As these words were spoken, one could see the precise shot, the powerful force, and the deadly frost-covered screen that would plunder lives at a speed that no ordinary person could avoid!

At this moment, Hua Mancheng's reaction ability was extremely outstanding. Even as the sharpness of frost and rain rose in the light, he broke through the air and swiftly retreated. His white figure instantly soared into the air and spun around. His wide sleeves and robes danced like a dragon swimming and coiling in the clouds. His figure changed endlessly. With a flying step, he retreated directly ten feet away.

Taking advantage of his momentary lapse in attention, he gripped the Shadowless Sword again, and with a whoosh, the blade pierced straight through Mu Feiyu's waist. Blood gushed from the tear in her robe, making her figure appear exceptionally frail at close range.

In an instant, a powerful gust of wind rose around them, threatening to devour everything in its path!

Upon meeting Hua Mancheng's angry glare, Mu Feiyu's eyes suddenly shimmered with an unusual, fluctuating light, like a ghostly apparition shifting in the dark night, its shadows flickering with eerie intrigue.

This is the moment he's been waiting for!

The air on the street suddenly became heavy, and everything became silent, as if there was no one there.

Even now, Mu Feiyu continues to fight and battle with him, but Hua Mancheng's relentless pursuit is taking its toll. Seeing that he is about to be defeated, he looks around in panic, only to see a group of dark figures wielding bows and arrows surging from a direction that Hua Mancheng cannot see.

Hua Mancheng only saw Mu Feiyu stumble and fall to the ground, about to become his defeated opponent, so he didn't care about anything else for a moment. At this moment, he suddenly heard several soft sounds coming from the crowd. He didn't move an inch, but was shot through the left leg by three flying arrows at the same time.

The poisoned arrow pierced his body, and the excruciating pain spread rapidly. Hua Mancheng turned around in shock. In his blurred vision, he seemed to see many people carrying Yu Qianqian away. He felt his consciousness growing weaker and weaker, and he heard Mu Feiyu's voice ringing out behind him.

"Come here! Take this brat away with you; I want to interrogate him myself!"

Before the words were even finished, a woman in red rode a white horse galloping in. Even before she arrived, a menacing aura surged, and strange sounds like wolf howls and ghostly cries echoed through the air for miles around.

Accompanied by the neighing of a horse and the howling of the wind, the red figure flashed past everyone's eyes in an instant. The woman's neat hair was disheveled by the howling wind, and her waist-length black hair fell like wisps of smoke, exposing her bright and pretty face to everyone.

"It's Princess Yunqi!"