"Who?"
Tang San turned and swept his gaze behind him. His Purple Demon Eye pierced the red mist, but he saw only Dai Mubai and the others.
"Brother, who are you asking?" Xiao Wu pressed against his back, gripping the Blue Silver Grass with both hands.
"Nothing. Demon Charm may be interfering with my mind. Everyone, hold your positions. Ning Rongrong, keep the boosts up. Don't let the soul power links break."
Tang San had no time to think it through. The red mist ahead was already churning.
Two Moon Blades slashed down in a crossing strike, aimed straight at Ning Rongrong at the rear of the formation.
"Zhu Qing, on your right!"
Zhu Zhuqing stepped onto the Blue Silver Grass and shifted sideways, driving her Hell Stab at the side of a Moon Blade.
Demon Charm turned its wrist and pressed the Moon Blade downward. The edge grazed Zhu Zhuqing's shoulder, leaving a bloody line.
"Fall back!"
Tang San tightened the vines and pulled Zhu Zhuqing back into the formation.
Dai Mubai stepped into the gap. The White Tiger Protective Barrier covered both his arms as he blocked Demon Charm's follow-up strike head-on.
The Moon Blade fell. White light shattered, and Dai Mubai slid seven or eight steps backward across the flagstones.
"That thing is stronger than an ordinary Soul Emperor. We can't block it head-on!"
"Only figuring that out now?"
The overlapping voices came from within the red mist, one carrying Xie Yue's deep rasp, the other Hu Liena's sultry softness.
Demon Charm raised its Moon Blades, and the red mist closed in on the center of Shrek Academy's formation.
The Phoenix Flame around Ma Hongjun was pressed back against his skin. Even the jet of fire he spat traveled no more than two zhang.
"Fatty, don't waste