"Schlink!" As the longsword struck the Heroic Spirit, a slight sound echoed in the air, and the spirit’s body was directly cleaved in two by Liu Hun. But the separated body kept struggling, as if trying to rge back together.
However, after a brief mont of struggle, the Heroic Spirit’s body transford into a mist and dissipated in the air. Watching this scene, the ghost and the fatty behind Liu Hun couldn’t help but show a hint of joy in their eyes.
This scene clearly indicated that Liu Hun’s weapon indeed had real damage to these spirits, which might make their next efforts much easier.
"Boss, it works, it really works..." The ghost behind Liu Hun shouted excitedly upon seeing this.
Upon hearing these words, several black lines appeared on Liu Hun’s forehead, realizing that the ghost wasn’t entirely confident in this beforehand. If Liu Hun’s weapon couldn’t harm these spirits, they’d be in real trouble.
"Quit the nonsense and stick close to , or if we get surrounded by these spirits, we won’t be able to escape." Normally, Liu Hun might have scolded the ghost, but right now, he had no such desire.
After all, the situation was urgent, and continuing needless chatter with the ghost would only make things worse later.
Thinking of this, Liu Hun hesitated not at all, tightened his grip on the longsword, his face filled with murderous intent, and the next mont he charged swiftly towards the spirits ahead.
With each slash, Liu Hun could kill a spirit. Though it seed easy, it was not. Every strike he made carried an incredibly terrifying force, but continuing like this, his internal strength wouldn’t sustain for long.
"Boss, more spirits are appearing ahead, if we continue like this, we might not get out!" After about ten minutes, the ghost behind Liu Hun noticed the dense spirits ahead, turning everyone’s expressions grim.
"Indeed, Liu Hun. If we continue, we might all die here!" The fatty chid in anxiously.
Despite their urges, Liu Hun ignored them, his eyes showing a hint of blood-red, swinging his longsword to kill the spirits while thinking of what to do next.
Though he can use his weapon to kill the spirits, Liu Hun’s strength is limited. Though it seems short, Liu Hun has already consud a lot of power in these ten minutes.
Moreover, with more spirits ahead, resistance grows stronger for Liu Hun, since killing one by one takes considerable ti.
"Follow later, don’t waste force on surrounding spirits, full speed ahead!" Monts later, Liu Hun’s blood-red eyes flashed with coldness, loudly reminding the ghost and others behind.
The ghost, not fully reacting to Liu Hun’s words, found it impossible to rush forward with so many spirits, knowing they aren’t simple to deal with. If attacked, they’d beco one of them, untouchable.
Liu Hun explained little to the ghost, releasing the grip on his longsword, which then floated in the air. Imdiately, Liu Hun clasped his hands, forming magic formulas.
The formulas entered Liu Hun’s mind the mont the weapon rged earlier, whose purpose was mysterious until he tried when the dagger fell into Kunpeng’s belly.
Hence Liu Hun planned to reactivate the weapon, then slaughter the surrounding spirits.
As soon as Liu Hun cast the formula, the longsword glowed with ominous light, spinning rapidly, shooting towards the spirits ahead.
The sword now acted like a at grinder, continuously slicing all forward spirits in two.
"Run!" Liu Hun yelled fiercely, imdiately following the sword rushing forward. Realizing Liu Hun had vanished, the ghost and fatty rushed to catch up.
It’s the best chance; missing it ans severe escape difficulty, and there in such conditions, none would return to rescue. Everyone clearly understood.
"Schhh..." Subtle sounds rang continuously in the air. After about twenty minutes, Liu Hun finally broke through the spirit barrier, quickly entering a nearby clearing.
Monts after Liu Hun halted, the ghost and fatty joined him, their faces pale, gasping, clearly having used all strength to escape.
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