After their earlier practice together, the three had become well accustomed to working as a team. They struck with thunderous force, their terrifying attacks closing in from both sides.
Zhang Hua had no choice but to abandon the burning joss paper in his hand and raise his left arm to block the fierce roundhouse kick.
Thud!
With a dull impact, Zhang Hua's arm twisted and bent, nearly snapping clean off.
The golden light behind him posed an even greater threat. He desperately dodged, but the Golden Light Talisman finally struck his left waist. An explosion rang out, sending flesh and blood flying.
"Die!"
Jiang Chen clenched his other hand into a fist and unleashed a true Great Strength Bull Demon Fist. His opponent tried to dodge again, but with Jiang Chen gripping his neck, he could not get out of the way in time. The punch slammed into his face.
Half his smiling face caved in on the spot.
A blade-like wind whistled past, stinging Jiang Chen's cheeks. Another cunningly angled roundhouse kick came hurtling in, and a Specially Made Combat Boot smashed into Zhang Hua's head.
Not only that, Chen Xue drew a Peachwood Short Sword and plunged it into Zhang Hua's back, through his heart.
Jiang Chen pulled out his Switchblade and stabbed his opponent in the heart five or six times.
"Ding, ..."
Zhang Hua died a gruesome death, probably even worse than the last time he had actually died.
All three were panting heavily.
Zhang Hua was much stronger than the Running Ghost, only one step away from becoming a top-tier vicious ghost.
Among the three, Yang Chan was the strongest, roughly on par with this ghost.
Chen Xue came second. She was an ordinary D-Rank, but her talismans had astonishing destructive power.
Jiang Chen was