Amidst the sky full of pink starlight, petals danced, murder concealed.
Dark Feather King immediately became cautious, waving his hand, thirteen dark lights suddenly emerged.
These were thirteen short blades, thin as cicada wings, dark and translucent.
The thirteen short blades instantly launched, forming thousands of blade shadows, like a sky full of dark feathered light, charging forward, colliding with King You Ying's lethal move.
In the current situation, Chen Yu could not die.
Given this, Dark Feather King no longer played petty tricks, which were not very useful.
Unless Chen Yu could be killed.
Now their side holds the advantage; if King You Ying could be slain, it would be a great achievement for Dark Feather King.
Though Chen Yu hated Dark Feather King, he knew he could not deal with him for now.
At this moment, they shared a common interest; if King You Ying could be killed, they could gain significant contributions, so for now, they joined forces to face the enemy.
