The man had been watching Min Hongyi’s every move.
Seeing him raise his blade to attack, the man smirked at the corner of his lips, spreading his arms wide. His broad sleeves fluttered in the night as he shot up into the air and then swiftly retreated, vanishing into thin air!
Min Hongyi was shocked!
His breath caught in his throat, almost disrupting his meridians to the point of falling from the air!
What was going on?
A living person vanished before his eyes without a trace?
This wasn’t a case of superior martial arts or swift movement escaping to the distance, it was... disappearing into thin air!
Min Hongyi landed on the steps of the man’s grip, but the person carrying the steps had long vanished, and the steps remained aloft because there were wooden poles supporting it firmly from below.
Min Hongyi frowned coldly, looking around warily, and provocatively shouted, "I don’t believe in ghosts! If you have the guts, come out! If you can beat me, I’ll recognize you as the king of Ghost Mountain!"
No one responded to him.
Damned Ghost King, falling for that provocation strategy!
Min Hongyi’s gaze shifted and spotted Gu Jiao trying to leave with the little black house.
Min Hongyi tightened his grip on the large blade in his hand, glaring fiercely as he said, "Since you’re with him, killing you first will do just fine!"
With that, he lunged fiercely toward Gu Jiao!
Gu Jiao twitched his ears, sidestepped to evade, pushed the little black ghost behind with a backhand, and kicked fiercely at Min Hongyi’s lower body!
Min Hongyi leaped into the air, avoiding her attack.
His blade technique was swift; one move had barely passed before another was already hurling toward Gu Jiao!
Damn, no weapon!
Gu Jiao was forced to retreat step after step.
"Brother! Catch!"
The little black ghost somehow procured a long sword and tossed it to Gu Jiao.
Gu Jiao caught it, blocked a blade, and said to him, "I don’t know how to use a sword!"
"Oh! Then keep this one!"
The little black ghost tossed Gu Jiao a long knife.
Gu Jiao: "I can’t use this either!"
Meteor hammer!
Wolf tooth club!
Dog-beating stick!
...
"Brother, catch this!"
Gu Jiao caught the last weapon tossed to him with a reverse grip, spun it over his head, and smashed it downwards, slamming Min Hongyi’s long blade into the dust-clouded ground!
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