Jun Wu Xie and Ba He were deadlocked in battle, and the armour of the Face of Selvan had broken off quite a bit. Fresh blood stained the silver armour, but in her eyes, but not a sliver of fear nor retreat could be seen, her gaze only became more astute.
Ba He has never met such an opponent who did not care about their own life, obviously she was not as good as himself, but she was attacking him like crazy, even if her entire body was riddled with wounds, she seemed to feel no pain. Fighting without any room for retreat, this was simply fighting him with her own life on the line!
Even for such an arrogant person Ba He was, he was really shocked by Jun Wu Xie's determination.
In the darkness, a pair of purple eyes was watching all this quietly. When the silver figure was slowly dyed red with blood, the calmness in the purple eyes had been replaced by the killing intent that soared towards the sky! He lifted his foot, ready to take a step forward.
