At the same time, Mr. Zi opened his mouth and spat out a magic treasure shaped like a square black brick. It spun once and swelled into a massive brick the size of a house, smashing toward the golden arrow Nie Caizhu had fired.
Before the two even touched, black demonic flames billowed from the giant brick with a whoosh, and several black flame pythons shot out, their momentum ferocious.
With a thunderous crash, the massive black brick-clearly a rare and extraordinary treasure-smashed the golden arrow to pieces in a single blow.
The black flame pythons shot forward with a rush, lunging at Nie Caizhu.
Shen Luo frowned slightly, but he trusted Nie Caizhu's strength and did not move to help her. Instead, he swept his sleeve.
Dozens of small crimson swords shot from his sleeve like lightning, instantly merging into a single crimson sword several zhang long.
Several distinct kinds of heavenly fire roared up from the blade amid a series of explosive cracks. Its speed was astonishing; in an instant, it reached Mr. Zi's side and slashed down viciously.
Sensing the crimson sword's power, Mr. Zi's expression changed. But the sword came too fast, and he also had to divide his attention to contend with the Mountains, Rivers, State and Society Diagram. He could only hastily sweep his two free hands.
Sharp hisses pierced the air as dozens of black claw streaks shot out, forming a vast black net that blocked the crimson sword.
But how could such a hastily executed measure stop a full-power strike from Shen Luo's life-bound magic treasure?
The instant they collided, the crimson sword paused ever so slightly before piercing straight through the net.
Yet that momentary delay was enough. Just as the giant sword reached him, a dazzling layer of liquid-like bloodlight