With no other choice, Long Xiang let out an angry shout and tossed out a Golden Seed. It burst open, and five beams of starlight descended from the sky. In a flash, they covered an area of about five li in every direction, forming a forbidden zone.
At last, Xuan Ye Wang and the other four let out a long breath and began their all-out assault on Xu Yanzhi. This time, they no longer feared she would break the formation, and their attacks grew fierce and fluid.
Baleful intent clouded Xu Yanzhi's pretty face. Her green clothes had been dyed red with blood, but her eyes remained resolute. Even surrounded, she showed no trace of panic, focusing entirely on her attacks and using her unmatched offense to fend off the five men's fierce assault.
Xuan Ye Wang and the others hardly knew what to say anymore. The limits of this Ghost-Faced Rakshasa seemed to be endless.
Xu Yi's gaze grew colder and colder, and his anxiety mounted. He had considered charging over to rescue her, but with so many eyes on him, the moment he used lightning arts, he would become the target of everyone's hostility.
Not only would he fail to save Xu Yanzhi, but he would also be trapped in a tight encirclement. After all, his earlier run of robberies had made him deeply unpopular.
With nowhere to vent his anxiety, he could only keep his eyes fixed on the situation. If it really came down to it, he would have no choice but to act.
"Bad news! Cangming Smoke is approaching. It's only a dozen or so li away. We need to leave, now."
Tang Heng shouted.
Dongming Neng, his eyes still fixed on Xiang Yingxin, said bitterly, "I only wish that dog bastard would die at