Ghost Soul advanced! Demon Blade Ghost Soul!
Although Fatty's Torture Whip did little '**' damage to the shadow,
it hurt like hell!!!
Every lash left the shadow in unbearable agony.
After several lashes,
the shadow gritted his teeth and gave up attacking Gu Cheng and Zhang Qiling.
He went after Fatty instead, determined to take him down even at the cost of his own life. In an instant, Fatty was beset by danger.
"Damn you! Why are you only coming after me?!"
"Holy shit, he's gone mad!!"
"Young Master Gu, save me!"
"Ow! My ass!"
Fatty screamed as he leaped and scrambled around, dodging in every direction.
The sight of him...
Although many knew it was wrong to laugh at a time like this, watching the shadow chase Fatty with gritted teeth while Fatty fled miserably in every
direction still made a few people laugh aloud.
Gu Cheng followed behind the shadow, waiting for an opening.
It wasn't as though the shadow had really stopped paying attention to Gu Cheng and Zhang Qiling. He kept guarding his centerline-his vital area. He was a soul, after all. Even if other parts of him were cut
off, they could grow back, at the cost of some yin energy at most.
As long as he could kill that fat bastard and vent his hatred,
he no longer cared.
At last, he caught an opportunity.
He forced Fatty into a corner.
With a vicious grin, he moved to kill the fellow who had made him suffer pain in the depths of his soul.
Suddenly,
his movements froze.
Then he slowly lowered his head and looked at his chest.
At some point, half a blade tip had emerged there.
He wanted to turn around and look.
But he felt the blade eating away at all