"Prepare to die!"
Xu Muhai, too lazy to waste words with Xu Jing, moved in a flash, executing the Snow Feather Zen Wind Skill to its apex, raising his hand for a deadly strike.
At this moment, Xu Jing merely grinned: "It seems I need to remind Peak Master Xu of your current predicament!"
With that, a talisman unexpectedly appeared in Xu Jing's hand!
The talisman ignited instantly between Xu Jing's fingers!
As the talisman burned, a wisp of black smoke arose from it, simultaneously transforming into a ghostly face that emitted a piercing howl.
The thing was truly eerie.
The combination of such a bizarre thing and Xu Jing's triumphant expression made even Xu Muhai wary, as he retracted his power and quickly retreated two steps.
After all, Xu Muhai maintained a degree of caution with unknown entities.
Who knows what the hell that thing is.
Better safe than sorry!
