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The giant-hammer Soul Saint tangled up by the Chen Clan trio and the whip-wielding Soul Saint suppressed by the Canghui Trio were fighting separate battles, but under the pressure of powerful enemies, the two Soul Saints formed a coordination.
Seeing the giant-hammer Soul Saint pinned down by the light and dark sword qi, unable to pull free with his hammer, the whip-wielding Soul Saint suddenly lashed out with his long whip. The whip moved like a spirit snake, curling back in a reverse strike. Its target was not the Canghui Trio in front of him, but the ground beneath the Chen Clan trio's feet.
The hard bluestone ground was split open by the whip tip packed with tremendous force, sending up shattered stones and clouds of dust. In an instant, it disrupted Chen Mu's ground-hugging movement path and the rhythm of Chen Bin and Chen Shurui's light and dark sword qi coordination.
The giant-hammer Soul Saint seized that fleeting chance. His huge hammer whirled wildly, and the power he had stored up finally broke free of the suppression of the interwoven light and darkness. Taking advantage of the chaos, he smashed a heavy hammer blow toward Gu Wuyan, who was supporting the battle from the rear.
The gale wrapped around the huge hammer pressed down so hard it made people's ribs ache.
Shi Feiyang pinched three wisps of deep-blue Soul Thread between his fingertips. The mental net of the Dream Weaving Cocoon silently sank into the hammer Soul Saint's temple.
The heavy hammer tearing through the air abruptly froze for half a breath. A creak of grinding joints came from where the hammer shaft met his wrist.
It was precisely this instant of delay that Zhu Taihong's