This time, he was not sent flying a few meters away. He was sent flying out of the capital.
Feng Wuya's body was like a butterfly that had its wings broken as it fell straight from the sky.
Then, he fell to the ground with a thud.
When his body hit the ground heavily, he kept spitting out blood.
In the end, his vision went black and he couldn't take such a heavy blow anymore, directly fainting.
Feng Wuya's two subordinates rushed over, and when they saw Feng Wuya, who was heavily injured and on the verge of death, they couldn't help but cry out in shock,""Young master, young master, how are you?"
Unfortunately, Feng Wuya didn't react at all. His subordinate quickly reached out to check for Feng Wuya's aura.
In the end, they found that he was almost out of breath. The two of them turned pale and looked at each other.
"Young master, he's about to die."
"No one can withstand the emperor's attack, let alone the young master."
"What do we do now?"
