Pan Yue spoke bluntly, and his hands showed no mercy either. Carrying pure strength, whipping up wind and waves, he smashed viciously toward Su Shi'er and Hu Meier.
There were no complicated spells, no superfluous movements.
But the pressure brought by pure strength made neither Su Shi'er nor Hu Meier dare underestimate him.
"Not good!"
Hu Meier's expression changed drastically in an instant. She opened her mouth and spat, and an incomparably pure stream of Demonic Essence shot from her lips.
The Demonic Essence landed on the Bristle Magic Treasure in her hand. In the blink of an eye, radiance flared, and an enormous phantom of a fox tail appeared in midair.
The fox tail swayed gently, vivid and lifelike, as if it had come alive.
Pan Yue's fist wind swept in, landing first on that half-illusory, half-solid fox tail.
Bang!
With a muffled boom, the violently shaking fox tail suddenly froze. Then the surrounding energy ripples spread outward, and the fox tail swayed even more fiercely, like tough grass in the wind.
It looked as though it could hardly hold on, but in truth, it contained the power of using softness to overcome hardness.
The fist wind was fierce and unyielding, yet under the fox tail's violent swaying, it found it difficult to advance even half an inch for a moment.
"Hm? You little fox, you've got some skill!"
Pan Yue's brows lifted slightly, the look in his eyes still carrying intense disdain.
As he spoke, he threw out his other fist.
Rumble!
With an earth-shaking crash, the fox-tail phantom before Hu Meier instantly collapsed and scattered.
The fist wind's power did not diminish, continuing to press menacingly toward Su Shi'er and Hu Meier.
"Brother Su, be care—"
Hu Meier instinctively turned her head to look at Su Shi'er