Yin Kuang shouted within the shared consciousness, then smashed straight through the window. The four Zhu Tongs chased after him. Yet the moment they rushed out of the castle tower, each Zhu Tong felt herself locked onto by an aura. The next instant, four pitch-black figures darted out from different directions. Tang Rouyu, Tan Shengge, Beidao, and Luo Qiao had been waiting for a long time. They struck like lightning, and the four Zhu Tongs, caught unprepared, had their formation instantly scattered by Tang Rouyu's group.
Primary combat objective: separate and isolate. Achieved!
"Get lost!"
One Zhu Tong shouted furiously at Tang Rouyu. As her clothes fluttered, a streak of silver shot out from her waist. Tang Rouyu immediately summoned a howling wall of wind. The silver flash passed through, splitting the wind wall in two and dispersing it instantly. But Tang Rouyu had also vanished from Zhu Tong's sight.
At that moment, this Zhu Tong realized she had fallen for their divide-and-conquer tactic and immediately wanted to rendezvous with the Zhu Tong to her left. As long as they joined up, whether the two Zhu Tongs fought side by side or killed and merged with each other, Zhu Tong would no longer fear Yin Kuang's group. Zhu Tong silently cursed herself for being careless. Her hatred for Yin Kuang had made her overlook everyone else.
How could Tang Rouyu possibly let this Zhu Tong get her way? Before Zhu Tong could put that thought into action, Tang Rouyu arrived before her in a whirlwind. With a sharp cry from Tang Rouyu, countless wind blades, sharper than metal blades, shot toward Zhu Tong. Zhu Tong gritted her teeth in hatred, yet could only swing her sword to block. Tang Rouyu clenched the air, condensing a wind blade in her hand.