The sister who traveled through time wants to dominate the other world and become the empress!

Yan Muyi put Xu An down and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"

Xu An waved his hand, "I'm fine, but you, your hand has been blocking for so long, it must be painful, right?"

"As long as you're okay."

"Phantom Sound Becomes a Butterfly——"

Shen Ran played the zither, and the air was filled with colorful ripples, which suddenly turned into sharp butterfly knives.

Xu An and the other man swung their swords to resist.

Shen Ran turned his head and whispered to Liu Yu and handed the thing in his hand to her, "Liu Yu, use the flying blade to attack Xu An."

Liu Yu was sitting down. She took the things and attacked Xu An with several flying blades while he was not paying attention.

Shen Ran used the magic piano to spread the powder silently onto the flying blade.

Yan Muyi saw that the extremely sharp flying blade was about to pierce Xu An. He had no time to cast a spell, so he turned around, hugged Xu An, held her against his arms, and blocked it with his back.

"cough……"

"Jia wood, life."

Xu An's eyes suddenly went dark, and then there was light again. It was Yan Muyi who pulled her out of his arms.

"what happened?"

"fine……"

There was a trace of blood on the corner of Yan Muyi's mouth. Xu An felt his hands were wet and slippery. He spread his hands and looked, "Blood... Yan Mu, you are bleeding."

"No problem."

"Phantom Needle—"

Shen Ran's finger speed was getting faster and faster, and countless invisible needles shot towards him like arrows.

"Talisman shield, open."

Xu An pulled Yan Mu away with one hand and summoned the talisman shield in time to block it.

"Miss Xu, admit defeat. Master Yan is injured. You can't defeat him."

"Princess, you are worthy of being the princess."

Xu An gritted his teeth and blocked it.

Yan Mu also concentrated, "Shenmu wakes up - cough..."

Before he finished reciting the spell, a trace of deep red flowed out of his mouth.

What’s going on…is my spiritual power dissipating?

Yan Muyi tried again, but found that his spiritual power could not be condensed.

Liu Yu stood up and cast a spell. Strings of dark blue spiritual power as sharp as swords rushed towards Yan Muyi.

"Get away from—"

Xu Ansheng threw himself on Yan Muyi and avoided the attack.

Shen Ran saw Yan Muyi covering his chest.

"The time has come."

After saying this, she flew forward with sword in hand.

"Xu An, let's compete in sword skills."

Xu An stood up, took a step, flew into the air, and then spun on the ground, leading Shen Ran away.

She attacked Liu Yu with a sword.

"Wan Nian Di——"

Liu Yu has spiritual roots but her martial arts skills are average. She consumed too much energy and was unable to block Xu An's attack in time.

The flute sounded extremely fast, cutting Xu An's left hand and left leg, leaving a pool of blood.

Xu An threw a fire talisman at Shen Ran and pointed the sword at Liu Yu.

Liu Yu looked panicked when she saw that the sound of the flute could not control Xu An.

Shen Ran jumped lightly onto the stage, and Xu An kicked Liu Yu down with a sweeping kick, but she didn't notice that there was Shen Ran's cold sword above her head.

"Be careful!" Yan Muyi concentrated his mind and summoned the mountain god, who knocked Shen Ran to the ground with one blow. Shen Ran's forehead was bleeding.

Only then did Xu An realize that Shen Ran had already circled above him without anyone noticing. If Yan Muyi had not suddenly used his spiritual power, he would have most likely died here.

Shen Ran lay on the ground, coughing up a pool of blood.

Xu An took out a silver needle from his hair without hesitation and pierced Liu Yu's temple.

Liu Yu felt numb all over. She felt weak all over and as if she was about to die.

In an instant, half of Xu An's soft hair fell off.

While Xu An was still not turning around, Shen Ran endured the pain and leaped up, stabbing Xu An's right shoulder with a sword, and his white clothes were covered with blood.

Being stabbed by a sword hurts so much...

Xu An staggered forward and almost fainted from the pain. Yan Muyi struggled and used all his strength to gather spiritual power to strike Shen Ran on the lower back.

Shen Ran drew his sword, spit out blood and fell down. She slowly got up unwillingly, holding on to the sword.

Xu An then also stood with her sword in hand. She touched her right shoulder and it was very painful, as if the pain was about to disintegrate her limbs.

Yan Muyi could no longer stand up. With a "pu" sound, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"cough……"

The arena was covered in blood. Xu An turned around and saw Yan Muyi falling down. He felt panic in his heart. He immediately jumped up and knocked Shen Ran down. He jumped in front of Yan Muyi. Because his body felt like it was torn apart and he was exhausted, he had to crawl a few steps on his knees and hold Yan Muyi in his arms.

Blood was seeping from her teeth, and she touched Yan Muyi's chin helplessly.

blood.

It's all blood.