Fahai activated his mental power and decided to save Sun Wukong first.
The Broken Temple Wooden Fish hovered in the air as its mallet began striking it. Rings of golden light drifted down toward Sun Wukong.
Just then, Leng Hua's figure carved afterimages through the air. A cone of ice in his right hand stabbed toward a streak of blue light, heading straight for Fahai's heart.
Fahai furrowed his thick brows and dared not be careless. He abruptly shifted sideways, then turned his palm into a claw and reached for Leng Hua's wrist.
This fellow's defense is impossible to break. I have to restrain him first.
Fahai thought to himself.
However, Leng Hua glanced sideways, a cunning glint in his eyes. He simply hooked his right hand, using the ice spike on his elbow to slash directly toward Fahai's palm.
"Slash!"
Another grating sound of flesh rang out. Fahai had not expected it at all, and a sharp pain suddenly shot through his palm.
Blood splattered as Fahai discovered that his palm had been cut open by a deep gash.
He panicked slightly and tried to gather his energy to leap backward and look for another way.
Yet Leng Hua lunged forward in a single step. The cone of ice in his left hand drove straight in, piercing Fahai's right chest.
Blood dripped down the ice cone, one drop after another.
A cold smile curled at the corners of Leng Hua's lips. Fahai stood frozen in midair, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"I told you long ago. Neither of you is my match!"
Leng Hua's eyes were cold as frost as he looked at Fahai and spoke.
"I never wanted to fight you, but I couldn't stand by and watch you kill the innocent!"
Blood trickled from the corners of