The Fifty Bandits Encounter Three Baleful Stars, Part Two

On the puppet ship, countless cannons roared in unison, spewing intense firelight. Not a single member of the Full Moon Caravan disembarked; they had to protect the fat old man and the caravan's cargo. Still, they stood aboard the ship and launched long-range attacks at the Fifty Bandits.

In an instant, the battle reached a fever pitch. With nearly half their numbers gone, more than twenty people on this side died at once, without even having time to cry out.

"Kill some of them first."

A cold gleam flashed through Lan Shanmei's eyes. She transformed into a black streak of light and darted into the enemy ranks like a thunderbolt. The next moment, dark-red blade light swept forth in wild torrents. Every streak of blade light claimed dozens of lives. Within a few blinks, nearly a hundred people had died by her hand, including six bandits. One of them had even been a Half-Step King, yet he still could not withstand a single slash.

The tall middle-aged man's eyes nearly split with rage. He roared, "Ghost Granny, what are you standing around for? Go stop her!" Lan Shanmei was too fast. Before the two sides had truly clashed, she had already charged into the enemy formation. The enemy had not even reacted before more than a hundred of them were slaughtered, suffering grievous losses. Lan Shanmei's strength also alarmed the tall middle-aged man.

Ghost Granny was the elderly woman with fur growing on her face. Her cultivation had already reached the second level of the Life and Death Threshold. Her weapons were a pair of iron claws, their cold light flickering. With a whoosh, she moved like a monkey, flashing once and leaping over countless subordinates to appear before Lan Shanmei.

"Little girl, die!"

Ghost Granny grinned savagely as her