Bai Yujun took two steps back.
Across from her, the Arhat Monk staggered back six or seven steps, his face full of disbelief. Only now did he remember that many demon beasts were famed throughout the world for their exceptional physiques. The demons he had encountered before had either been too weak or had not specialized in strength. This demon's true form had to be a demon beast that specialized in strength. This was going to be troublesome...
But the Arhat Monk could not stand the demon's arrogance. With an angry roar, he swung the Crescent Spade again and charged forward.
Yet three ferocious water snakes greeted him. Formed from rainwater, they coiled toward the Arhat Monk from tricky angles. The Crescent Spade shattered one, while he smashed the other two apart with his fists!
Bai Yujun condensed more water snakes to harass him, then raised Hengdao high and hacked down fiercely, her blade momentum savage...
Not daring to be careless, the Arhat Monk raised the Crescent Spade to block. The clash of weapons was deafening.
Whether demon or human, both took the path of fierce, forceful combat. However, the spells Bai Yujun occasionally unleashed left the Arhat Monk in quite a bind. Cultivating both spells and combat techniques produced remarkably good results.
The villagers of Wang Family Village hid in their homes and watched from afar. Having never seen the wider world, they felt as though they were watching immortals fight. Clanging rang out everywhere, dazzling their eyes. Wasn't that the girl who had stayed at Widow Zhang's house and refused to leave? She was actually an immortal cultivator too? They remembered she had even sold oil-paper umbrellas.
Inside one house, Hui Xian sighed that demons were becoming more and more formidable these days. Not only could they fight,