Zhao Wuji's One Incense Stick: "Beating People Without Using a Martial Soul Feels Damn Good!"

"Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track!"

Tang San shot toward Ye Zhiqiu like lightning. Although he was not currently an attack-type Spirit Master, his physical strength was exceptionally formidable, no weaker than that of an ordinary attack-type battle Spirit Master.

"Mysterious Jade Hand! Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon!"

The vicious angle of Tang San's attack made Ye Zhiqiu's heart tremble. But Tang San was not alone!

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing had already closed in from behind him on either side.

Meanwhile, Ma Hongjun held control of the air.

"Seven Treasures turn forth glazed light, first: Speed; second: Strength!"

The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda shone brightly, and six streams of light entered the bodies of Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing.

The instant Ye Zhiqiu saw the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, he wanted to surrender. "Damn it, why is someone from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect here?!"

"First Spirit Skill, Hell Stab!"

"Third Spirit Skill, Teleport!"

"First Spirit Skill, Waist Bow!"

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing appeared before Ye Zhiqiu in an instant. Zhu Zhuqing's sharp claws slashed toward his neck, while Xiao Wu's long leg lashed toward his chest from the other side.

"Mystic Turtle Protection!"

Ye Zhiqiu's first, ten-year Spirit Ring lit up. A layer of emerald-green turtle shell emerged over his body, and his head withdrew into it in an instant.

Ye Zhiqiu blocked their attacks.

The others immediately sprang back after failing to break through his defenses. At that very moment, Ma Hongjun's Spirit Skill arrived!

"First Spirit Skill, Phoenix Fire Line!"

Scorching flames descended from above and engulfed Ye Zhiqiu. However, the difference in their levels was too great, so it did not cause him much harm.

"First Spirit Skill, Blue Silver Sorrow!"

Tang San waved one hand, and thick, blood-red Blue Silver Grass instantly bound