Amidst the trapped crowd.
About twenty or thirty female disciples of the Luoxia Sect gathered together, each as beautiful as a flower under the moon, with exceptional grace, like water lilies emerging fresh from the water, yet all their faces showed some paleness and panic.
Most of them were injured, struggling to fend off the attacks of the frenzied martial artists and the cunning Blood Evil Spirits.
"Sister Yue'er, the casualties are increasing, and there are those elusive Blood Demon progenies. If this continues, I'm afraid we won't hold out much longer. Once the defense line collapses, we simply can't resist on our own, what will we do then?"
Jin Yuxi glanced around and saw more and more people falling. With a worried face, she turned to ask Qi Yue beside her.
