They began fleeing in different directions.
Fourth Master immediately shouted:
"Fellow Daoist, I'm fast. I'll go after Murano Mita.
Once you've dealt with those two onmyoji, hurry and meet up with me."
Hearing this, Master immediately nodded in agreement:
"No problem!"
Fourth Master's arrangement was sound. She was a ghost, fast and highly perceptive.
Having her hold up Murano Mita, who had fled into the woods, was the best option.
As for the two onmyoji, Master and the rest of us could handle them.
Master directly went after the female onmyoji.
At the same time, with his back to Mao Jing and me, he said:
"The other Japanese dog is yours to deal with.
Don't let your guard down. Come meet up with us once you're done."
Mao Jing and I were both stunned when we heard that.
Leave him to the two of us?
We had fought that tall onmyoji earlier. In a single exchange, he had beaten us until we could barely defend ourselves.
Delaying him for over ten seconds, even with the Black Umbrella, had already been our limit.
Master wanted Mao Jing and me to take him down?
W-Wasn't that a joke?
But Master's tone was serious. He meant it.
Master would never send us to our deaths, which meant there was only one answer.
That guy was injured. Only then would Mao Jing and I have a chance of killing him.
The two of us exchanged a glance. Without wasting a word, we immediately chased after the tall onmyoji...
We only spared a glance at the battle on Flying Dragon Hall's side.
Without any onmyoji controlling them, the evil entities on Murano Mita's side had fallen into disarray.
Flying Dragon Hall's many ghost immortals now shared a common hatred for the enemy. With Xia Feilong