My sword came down in a fierce slash.
The old red-haired zombie had just swept Mao Jing aside. It was already too late for him to knock away my sword.
With a bang, the blade struck his shoulder.
Yet my full-force strike failed to cleave through his shoulder, leaving only a gash.
I was shocked. Even with his baleful defense broken, he was still this terrifying.
"Aooo..."
The zombie roared, blasting Mao Jing and me backward again and again.
The little zombies, corpse monsters, and evil ghosts surrounded us once more.
They pounced at us one after another.
Even if we used talismans, there was no time to form hand seals.
In such an intense fight, I knew that only a fight to the death could offer us a sliver of hope.
If we cowardly retreated, we would only die here...
With one sweep of my sword, I drove back the evil things around me and swiftly took out the Tiger-Patterned Iron Pestle.
I had to go all out now, give it everything I had...
Holding the Tiger-Patterned Iron Pestle, I continuously poured the energy of the Four Calamities into it.
The second vortex within me began spinning madly as well, and the Dark Axe gradually appeared.
Mao Jing charged forward, cutting down evil things and corpse monsters around him. In a moment, he had slain more than a dozen...
But several white-haired little zombies surrounded him.
One alone stood no chance against Mao Jing.
But with several of them surrounding him, along with evil ghosts, corpse monsters, and the red-haired old zombie eyeing him covetously, Mao Jing was also plunged into danger.
Yet at that very moment, my right hand used Evil-Slaying Flowing Cloud to sweep aside three corpse monsters and one evil ghost, while my left hand raised