Seeing Fu Xi take out that golden, shimmering large bow, Yaoji was increasingly enraged, furiously saying, "Human King, it seems you really want to put me to death, you're so cruel-hearted."
Fu Xi smiled coldly, suddenly putting away that large bow, and said, "Fine, today I won't use the Fu Xi Bow, yet I'll make sure you suffer fully."
"Die!" Yaoji sneered, then glanced at Fu Xi's indifferent expression, a surge of anger rising inside her. With a sudden roar, the energy within her body burst forth like the Yangtze River breaking its banks, uncontrollably pouring out, as though releasing thousands of years of repression.
She stepped forward, feeling the rapid flow of energy within her body, a sinister smile danced on the corner of her mouth, the eerie curve making her otherwise handsome face exceedingly frightening. She threw a punch, bringing with it a whisper of wind.
