Yu Xuzi’s face kept changing, from kindness to disgust, constantly interchanging.
"Drop the lamp and get out of here, I will continue to suppress it, it’s my mission. Go, go!"
Tan Wenbin looked at the lamp in his hand and then glanced at Li Zhiyuan: "Brother Xiao Yuan, this thing..."
"Drop it."
"Okay." Tan Wenbin tossed the lamp, which clattered to the ground, rolling continuously, yet its fla remained undying.
Li Zhiyuan then said to Run Sheng and Yin ng: "Help the Daoist, fight the evil spirit."
Run Sheng and Yin ng imdiately rushed forward.
Yu Xuzi shouted: "Don’t worry about , just go."
After this shout, Yu Xuzi’s expression transford into one of disgust again.
Run Sheng, holding the Yellow River Shovel, struck directly at Yu Xuzi.
The disgusted face of Yu Xuzi lifted the hand covered with fish scales and grabbed at the Yellow River Shovel.
"Clang!"
Run Sheng was shocked. With the force he employed, even a rock could be split apart, yet this Daoist had stopped it with just one hand?
Yin ng, wielding the Demon Exorcism Whip, sidestepped and lashed out, the whip coiling around Yu Xuzi’s right leg.
Although that leg had been semi-transparent, as soon as it was touched by the whip, fish scales suddenly appeared there.
Then, with a flick of that leg, Yin ng lost her balance and had to tip-toe while sliding, holding onto her whip.
It wasn’t apparent before the clash, but upon actual contact, it was clear that the disgusted face Yu Xuzi’s strength was terrifying.
Run Sheng pulled out the Yellow River Shovel, his clothes billowing, and struck again.
Yu Xuzi clenched a fist and pounded at the Yellow River Shovel.
"Bang!"
Yu Xuzi stood firm, unmovable, while Run Sheng was forced to stagger back several steps. But after reclaiming his posture, Run Sheng gathered strength and once again lifted the Yellow River Shovel and charged.
Yin ng used this opportunity to reel in the whip with one hand, using the montum to pull herself towards Yu Xuzi. When close enough, she reached into her pocket and scattered a handful of dust forward.
A cloud of ash burst forth.
This was ant to lay groundwork for Run Sheng’s next onslaught, intending to disrupt the opponent’s perception.
Unexpectedly, Yu Xuzi opened his mouth and took a deep breath, sucking in all the ash.
In the next mont, with the fish-scale covered arm crossing in front of him, Yu Xuzi blocked Run Sheng’s hit. Yu Xuzi’s body then leaned forward quickly, shoulder against the strike.
"Bang!"
Run Sheng was shaken back again, a hole burned through the chest of his clothing, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
Tan Wenbin’s eyes widened: "Is this even human?"
Li Zhiyuan: "He’s no longer human."
The youth’s tone was calm, as if not surprised at all.
"Then I’ll help too!"
Tan Wenbin, carrying the Seven-star Hook in his left hand and the Luo Sheng Umbrella in his right, yelled as he ran. One reason was to bolster their presence, the other was to remind his two teammates to be careful of him, to avoid accidental injury or interference.
Seeing the Daoist repel Run Sheng, Tan Wenbin didn’t approach for close combat but rather, after maintaining so distance, flung his left hand, stretching the Seven-star Hook, and stabbed towards Yu Xuzi.
"Thump..."
The Seven-star Hook’s tip pierced Yu Xuzi’s chest.
"F*ck!"
Tan Wenbin yelled in disbelief. He hadn’t anticipated being so badass himself!
Run Sheng and Yin ng were also baffled.
From the back, Li Zhiyuan reminded them: "His face changed."
Everyone then realized that Yu Xuzi’s disgusted face had changed back to a kind one.
Now, the three of them faced a dilemma: now that the face had changed, should they keep attacking or not?
Quickly, the quandary dissipated because Brother Xiao Yuan from behind didn’t say to stop, which ant... keep fighting!
Tan Wenbin locked the chanism at the handle of the Seven-star Hook, extending two sickle-like blades that encircled Yu Xuzi’s chest.
Run Sheng’s clothes fluttered and after wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he lifted the shovel and charged again.
This stroke, hitting squarely on Yu Xuzi’s chest, sent him flying out.
"Damn..." Tan Wenbin initially had Yu Xuzi ensnared, but Run Sheng’s force was so great that it flung the person away, hurling the Seven-star Hook along with him, causing Tan Wenbin to fall to the ground, unstable.
Run Sheng didn’t stop, continuing to follow up.
As Yu Xuzi just landed, Run Sheng arrived again, delivering another shovel strike.
"Smack!"
Yu Xuzi was fiercely flung again.
Run Sheng still pursued relentlessly.
But this ti, Yu Xuzi had landed on his feet before the shovel reached him. As he attempted to stand, Run Sheng’s shovel descended.
Yu Xuzi’s kind face had turned back to disgust. Reaching out, he grabbed the shovel, and flas from his body crawled along the arm towards the shovel.
Yin ng’s whip cracked in front of Yu Xuzi, shedding green crystals upon its contact with the flas, bursting like fireworks with a crisp "sizzle and crackle."
Yu Xuzi’s movents hesitated, and Run Sheng kicked towards Yu Xuzi’s chest.
"Bang!"
The kick landed solidly, yet Yu Xuzi stood firmly, not driven back.
By now, Tan Wenbin had scrambled up and ran over, grabbing one end of the Seven-star Hook and then took out four Evil-breaking Talismans from his pocket, securing them to the hooks on one side of the Seven-star Hook, and then forcefully pushed it.
The four Evil-breaking Talismans slid along the handle of the Seven-star Hook to the tip, striking precisely against Yu Xuzi’s chest.
"Crack! Crack!"
Consecutive explosions echoed, and the fish scales on Yu Xuzi burst outward.
And at that mont, Yu Xuzi’s disgusted face turned kind again.
Run Sheng felt the formidable force contending for the shovel dissipate, he quickly tugged, lifting Yu Xuzi into the air, and then with montum, smashed him down to the ground.
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