"Still laughing when you're on death's door?" Purityless Thumb laughed in fury.
That man who had looked like he wanted no one near him had seemed very strong, and the facts proved that he truly was.
But how strong could this clown-painted fellow possibly be?
He had never seen any powerhouse play the part of a clown. Wasn't that just being a complete clown?
Purityless Thumb's palm tightened further, intending to crush Ghost Clown's neck.
Ghost Clown suddenly said softly, "Easy."
That single word left Purityless Thumb stunned. I'm about to kill you, and you're telling me to take it easy?
He laughed in anger, his palm abruptly tightening. "Die—"
Before he could finish, boom!!!
Purityless Thumb's upper body exploded, blood and chunks of flesh spraying wildly everywhere.
Behind Ghost Clown, an invisible bloody maw seemed to be chewing, juices continuously dripping down.
He turned to look at Yiyi in her demon form and tenderly stroked her cold white porcelain shell. "I told you to take it easy."
After wiping Yiyi's mouth clean, he looked toward the distance where sword qi raged. A figure in a black-and-gold trench coat was speeding across the streets.
Ghost Clown smiled happily. Holding Yiyi's hand, he said softly, "How wonderful. Everyone's together again."
Then he said excitedly to Yiyi, "Everyone's killing people. We can't fall behind either. Let's go kill people too, Yiyi."
"What an Unfair Sword!" Immaculate Hand gasped heavily, a huge gash split across his abdomen.
He stood at the end of the street, staring fixedly at Xiao Yi, who was half-kneeling on the ground.
"If I hadn't planted the plague in you beforehand, I might truly have died at your hands today."
He clutched his wound tightly as Unfair Sword qi wreaked havoc inside him. In a daze, he seemed