"End this quickly."
Seeing this, Fu Tu and his companion immediately found their confidence. One continued attacking Sun Wukong's clone, while the other went straight for the Blood-colored Claw Spike.
As Sun Wukong's clone rolled backward, his hand had already found a long staff. He grabbed it and swept it before him, the shaft immediately letting out a piercing whistle through the air.
Black Lotus Daoist's longsword struck the staff with a thunderous clang.
The long staff merely trembled violently, but did not break.
Sun Wukong's clone was overjoyed at the sight. The staff he had casually grabbed was actually Shen Luo's Mysterious Yellow Unity Staff.
He immediately flicked the staff upward, forcing back Black Lotus Daoist before taking the initiative to attack.
Fu Tu had thought he would be able to seize the Blood-colored Claw Spike without trouble, but just as he reached out, Lu Huaming, who had been knocked back moments earlier, charged in again and blocked him once more.
"You're courting death."
Fu Tu flew into a rage.
He forcibly suppressed his injuries, planted his feet firmly on the ground, and a yellowish-brown glow lit up around him.
In an instant, the ground beneath him began to tremble violently, sending dust shaking loose. Streams of yellow light gathered from underground and poured into his body, flowing down his arm and into the Drum-Beating Golden Urn Hammer in his hand.
The hammer blazed with yellowish-brown light as strands of Law Power coiled around it, emanating a terrifying aura.
"Lu Huaming, get out of the way!" Gu Hualing saw this from afar and immediately shouted a warning.
Lu Huaming glanced at Shen Luo's skeletal remains, his eyes resolute and wholly devoid of any intent to retreat.
He gripped his longsword tightly, reined in his aura, and condensed all his