In the Spirit-Communicating Tunnel, Big Fat Dragon was being toyed with by the Witch Spirit Ghost Child, while Poison Wine Flask and Hundred-Flower Immortal were also searching for evil entities...
Everyone was working hard at their tasks, putting their lives on the line.
Yet at such a difficult juncture, the other two "gentlemen" were hiding in the Secret Chamber, fighting among themselves, trying to split each other's heads with every sword stroke and pierce each other's hearts with every halberd thrust, intent on killing the other as quickly as possible.
Clang, clang, clang...!
Inside the Secret Chamber, over twenty meters high, the clashes of sword and halberd rang ceaselessly in their ears like a frantically played instrument.
In midair, Ghost-Headed Saber radiated dense Star Source Power, his eyes shining and his fighting spirit soaring. Like a flying general, a god of war, he wielded his great halberd, smashing, thrusting, hooking... attacking Ren Ye with the fury of a gale.
His moves were sweeping and expansive, all offense and no defense, carrying the domineering air of a man who stood unrivaled amid ten thousand soldiers.
On the ground, Ren Ye dodged nimbly while raising his sword to parry and looking for chances to counterattack.
His movements looked somewhat harried, his clothes a little disheveled. He seemed entirely surrounded by halberd shadows, in danger of dying at any moment.
They had already exchanged over a hundred moves, and in terms of momentum and initiative, Ghost-Headed Saber clearly held the upper hand, keeping Ren Ye firmly suppressed.
The combat strength he displayed now was at least fifty percent greater than when they had surrounded and attacked Niu Xi a few days earlier. His offensive moves, the agility of his footwork, and his all-or-nothing momentum were completely different.
But on reflection, that was only