Masako Ouchi seized Pan Yun's wrist and tried to shove her away, but Pan Yun's five fingers tightened. Even with all her strength, Masako could not budge her in the slightest.
Her guards raised their swords and rushed over to rescue her, but Xue Shao merely stepped forward twice and kicked a pebble on the ground. It rolled and rolled, rolling into a small pit.
In an instant, an invisible barrier descended. Xue Shao drew his sword and met them head-on...
The guards slashed their blades toward Pan Yun's back, but before they could touch her, an invisible barrier blocked them. With a clang, their swords were jolted away.
They did not know how to break formations. The best method was to smash through it with brute force.
So they raised their great blades to strike again, while Xue Shao had already charged in with his sword, one man fighting ten.
Pan Yun slowly tightened her fingers. Masako Ouchi's eyes bulged, and her hands drooped limply from lack of air. Just as Pan Yun was about to crush her throat, a mass of black mist rapidly rose from beneath Masako's feet.
Pan Yun's gaze sharpened. A burst of vital energy shot forth and directly shattered Masako's throat. She swiftly retreated two steps, then used the thumbnail of her left hand to slice open the pad of her index finger. After drawing an Evil-Slaying Talisman upon her sword, she charged straight into the black mist.
"I've been waiting for you!" Pan Yun darted forward and battled the black mist. "It wasn't for nothing that I held her by the throat for so long."
Masako Ouchi clutched her throat and collapsed to the ground with a bang. Her eyes were wide, her mouth hung open, and she seemed unable to draw breath