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"I'll deal with Su Ming!"
Long Xiaoyao shouted.
A battle was inevitable. He was going all out as well.
Su Ming's methods countered all three of them, but they affected him the least.
Moreover, Su Ming's strength was only explosive. As long as they dragged things out for a while, it would inevitably weaken.
Zhong Liwu and Ye Xishui charged toward Du Busi.
Du Busi tossed Feng Ling aside, transformed into a giant, and began battling the two of them.
"Hahaha!"
Zhong Liwu laughed loudly. He directly sent the Bone Dragon King to catch Feng Ling, temporarily disengaged with Ye Xishui's help, and swiftly performed a secret technique.
He fused with Feng Ling.
At that moment, his aura finally broke through to the Limit level.
"What a Holy Spirit Cult. Three Limits." Du Busi said coldly.
Though Zhong Liwu's circumstances were special, they still had three Limit-level combatants.
Who would have dared imagine, just a few years ago, that such a colossal force had been lying dormant on the continent?
Zhong Liwu was brimming with confidence. During this brief period of possessing Limit-level strength, he wanted nothing more than to slaughter to his heart's content.
He wanted to make up for this loss.
If he killed either Su Ming or Du Busi, he could refine another demonic puppet vastly superior to Feng Ling. He might even use it to break through to the Limit himself.
"You finally raised it."
Su Ming's faint voice sounded beside Zhong Liwu's ear.
Zhong Liwu turned around in shock and found Su Ming's face less than half a meter away.
"Get away quickly!"
Long Xiaoyao's expression changed drastically.
Zhong Liwu's heart pounded wildly. Instinctively obeying Long Xiaoyao's warning, he dodged aside.
Su Ming's hand grasped empty air.
His hand was shaped