The cultivators over there had already attacked Lu Yunyi. Although Lu Yunyi had only been slightly injured earlier, she was no match for a few cultivators of equal strength.
Therefore, she was being attacked and constantly retreating, her life hanging by a thread at any moment.
"Mo Batian, you bastard." Lu Yunyi cursed angrily.
If she had a spiritual artifact like Little White Sword in her hand and could unleash some sword skills, things might be different and there would be a slim chance of escape.
But now there was no way. Lu Yunyi could only attack the cultivators in front of her with this black strip.
Only by repelling the opponent could she have a chance to escape.
Now, Lu Yunyi didn't have the intention to kill Mo Batian. She only thought of escaping from here and not being captured by these people.
Just now, these cultivators said they would cripple her martial arts. All of them were ganging up on her, and she would rather be killed by them or be with Mo Batian.
