Suddenly, a mutation arose, everything happened in the blink of an eye.
Wang Bing was of course the first to react.
He noticed his perspective heightening instantly, and then saw that familiar body, the one belonging to himself.
At that mont, the first thought that popped into Wang Bing’s mind was to hurry! Quickly think of a way, attempt to use so ans to save his life that might still be lingering and possibly salvageable.
As an "Alchemist," it didn’t matter if the head was chopped off, as long as he could quickly reattach it before the body reacted, there was still a chance!
I can still be saved!!!
Though he thought this, so strange scenes suddenly appeared before his eyes, filling his vision.
The arrogance he felt when taken and trained by a special departnt despite his poor background; the anger and frustration when his admired senior sister fell into soone else’s arms; the dazed helplessness in the face of disaster he could not combat; the exhilaration upon successfully advancing to the Third Realm; the dissatisfaction of being stuck at the initial stage for years and taking desperate asures...
"Ah, it turns out these are the Zouma Lantern..."
Wang Bing finally understood what he was seeing, and then he stopped breathing, stopped thinking, stopped living.
By the ti Wang Bing completely died, his body staggered a few steps in inertia, crashing to the ground, only then did the other three realize and simultaneously looked over.
"What is this..."
"No! Second Elder? How is it possible!"
"Damn it, who the hell are you!!!"
In the brief monts of silence, the three went through an emotional shift from confusion to realization to terror.
Once they reacted, they all roared angrily at the young man wearing a top hat, masked face, carrying a girl on his back. Each of them jumped back two steps, their footwork transforming into a formation that vaguely ford a horn, encircling the enemy.
It seed that Wang Bing’s sudden death made the three aware that even if this man attacked stealthily, his strength was extraordinary.
In fighting him, it was absolutely imperative not to be careless, otherwise, the slightest slip could lead to death and destruction!
"I’ll lead the attack, you coordinate and restrain!"
"Okay!"
In an instant, the three communicated secretly.
Residual Sound Society’s Five Elders, Qi Yue, received his teammates’ responses and without a word, his waist shook like a sieve.
Swish!
He drew a two-foot-long iron rod from behind and spun it above his head like a propeller, and with a flash, he jumped at Xu Shu’s face, aiming to slam down on his head!
"Well struck!"
Qi Yue’s performance steadied his two teammates’ minds.
This leap and strike seed ordinary, but was actually the "Grandmaster’s" signature move—"Counterattack Storm"!
Although the enemy’s offensive power was terrifying, possibly a "Butcher" of the Third-tier Middle Stage, if entangled by a "Grandmaster" from the sa Three Martial Arts, even if he exceeded them by a tier, he wouldn’t gain any advantage.
In close combat, the "Grandmaster" is considered invincible!
With this thought, Chen Long and Zhang Xiaofeng, without hesitation, followed closely behind Qi Yue and joined forces!
"Die for !"
Qi Yue saw the enemy did not dodge, his heart filled with joy.
He suddenly roared, the ’Qi’ stored within the iron rod exploded, making the seemingly ordinary iron rod emit blinding cold light.
The wall suddenly shattered, even the air scread under the power of this rod.
Seeing the enemy’s speed approaching lightning, Xu Shu squinted his eyes, and in a reverse move used "Jingwei Filling the Sea," his body radiating golden light, took the blow without moving an inch.
Then, he reached back to grab Qi Yue’s neck, feeling only slippery and hard to grasp, like a loach, making it difficult to exert force.
"Grandmaster’s movent technique, agile as a dragon?"
Xu Shu imdiately gained insight.
But such thods useful to others were precisely the ones restrained by him.
His hand covered in "Spinning Silk," with a "Wrap" he tightly wound around Qi Yue’s neck, pulled forcefully, and with a crack, twisted Qi Yue’s head off.
Almost simultaneously, Residual Sound Society’s Five Elders, Zhang Xiaofeng’s attack arrived.
His whole body erupted with patches of fish scales, seemingly transforming into so kind of monster, his eye sockets suddenly sinking, emitting a ghastly fire that made one feel like their soul could be taken if looked at.
Silently and invisibly, the air around Xu Shu’s body emitted massive tidal sounds, as if facing gigantic ocean waves.
The overwhelming waves seed to force him to stop his heartbeat and breath!
"Soul Capturer," "The Tranquility of Waves"!
It turned out Zhang Xiaofeng was actually a stage three Soul Capturer of the "Boatman" path, anciently known as "Water Ghost"!
Facing such bizarre attacks, Xu Shu took a deep breath, his whole body’s golden shield absorbing another wave of damage.
He took the hit again without moving, freeing up a hand to grab this "Big Fishman," and twisted off his head.
The last attacker was Chen Long.
He originally held a strange Dharma Seal in his hand, shouting: "No riding on necks allowed here, violators face extre penalties, dismbernt by five horses!"
This is stage three of the "Lawyer," "Executioner"!
With the fall of the word "corpse," five towering phantom horses appeared, biting at Xu Shu’s hands and feet.
One horse, unable to bite due to soone on his neck, finally opened its small mouth and bit Xiao Xu Shu.
However, before these horses could exert force, Chen Long saw Xu Shu bursting with golden light, reaching out a large hand to grab his neck; saw the easily twisted heads of his two teammates, eyes glaring like copper bells!
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