From the previous battle, the Face of Selvan had suffered some damage. Although it had recovered to some extent, but the defence power of the armour had been reduced by quite a lot and could not withstand the direct strike of a Gold Spirit. Jun Wu Xie could only continue to dodge, even with Drunk Lotus and the rest who had been summoned out, the cold hard truth was that their opponents were Gold Spirits and they were fighting tooth and nail.
Jun Wu Xie flew into midair with the wings of the Face of Selvan, as she used the vines to hinder the attacks of those black robed men. Even though she tried to weaken the enemy's attack, but they had an overwhelming number of people and even if she had tried, a single person's attack against such a large force was too passive and she had not enough preparation.
The originally luxurious greenery before her had been covered with crimson red, as bodies fell one after another in succession making her heart tighten.
