Six Riders Vanquished, Demon-Scouring Four-Man Slash

The power of Palm Thunder went without saying.

The higher my cultivation level, the greater the power I could unleash.

With that single strike, those papier-mâché evil ghosts and resentful spirits suffered devastating casualties.

Under the pulsing lightning, the lingering spirits within the surrounding black mist did not dare approach amid its residual force.

A glance showed nothing but burning scraps of paper and paper evil ghosts sprawled on the ground, whimpering "woo woo" in pain.

Yet the true qi I absorbed was pitifully little.

That was because these ghosts were all extremely low-level evil entities.

They had merely been transformed into malicious spirits through the demon priest's wicked arts.

The true qi they could provide was not even equal to that of an ordinary white-clad ghost.

I paid them no mind and glanced around. There were still many paper evil ghosts ahead.

Zhang Yuchen had already used a Divine Fire Talisman to set that papier-mâché ghost horse ablaze.

Now, gripping the broken sword, he brought it down in a fierce slash and shouted, "Ou Doudou!"

One strike killed a papier-mâché evil ghost.

His words were embarrassingly childish, but his attacks were vicious and merciless.

At that moment, Zhang Yuchen and I exchanged a glance and nodded slightly.

Then I directly tossed the Coin Sword in my hand to him.

Zhang Yuchen also threw my broken Peachwood Sword back to me.

The Coin Sword was Zhang Yuchen's personal ritual weapon. When using certain arts, he also needed the Coin Sword's support.

We caught our respective weapons at the same time, and then Zhang Yuchen said:

"Brother Jiang, go help Brother Mao and Pan Ling. I'll hold back these paper evil ghosts on the perimeter."

With that, Zhang Yuchen gripped the Coin Sword and charged forward.

"Accept the judgment of light!"