My master and the demonic cultivator Miao Nanzi were locked in a fierce battle.
At this moment, my master suddenly threw his copper coin sword, letting out a low roar.
Clearly, he was about to unleash some Taoist magic.
Indeed, after my master shouted.
The copper coin sword he threw inexplicably hovered in mid-air.
Simultaneously, the copper coin sword made a "chēng chēng chēng" sound, as if it were trembling.
Miao Nanzi, on the other side, looked astonished.
He appeared very panicked at this moment.
But before he could react, my master pointed his finger forward with both hands:
"Go!"
In an instant, the copper coin sword suspended in mid-air shot towards Miao Nanzi with a "swoosh."
Miao Nanzi's face contorted in alarm, and he turned to flee.
However, the copper coin sword was too fast, piercing directly through his body.
"Ah!"
Miao Nanzi cried out and fell to the ground.
At the same time, Daoist Master Tang raised his broadsword and charged forward:
"Demonic priest, let's see how you can pretend now!"
With that, he leaped into the air.
Aiming at Miao Nanzi, who had fallen to the ground, he brought his broadsword down fiercely.
But, the moment Daoist Master Tang swung his sword.
Miao Nanzi, lying askew on the ground, threw a ball.
As the ball flew out, it exploded with a "bang," sending dust and smoke everywhere.
Daoist Master Tang's eyes were immediately obscured, and the sword strike went wide.
As Mo Ting and I watched from afar, when the dust enveloped my master and the others.
Miao Nanzi, towards our direction, came sprinting.
"Old trash, that demon has escaped!"
Daoist Master Tang shouted from within the dust.
My master responded:
"Chase him, we can't let him get away."
Hearing this voice and seeing Miao Nanzi running towards our hiding spot.
An idea immediately struck me.
I said to Mo Ting beside me:
"Old Mo, hide well, we'll ambush that guy in a bit."
Old Mo grinned, instantly understanding my intention.
Mo Ting and I shuffled to the side, holding our breath, waiting for an opportunity.
At the same time, my master and the other Daoist master rushed out from the white dust.
Although they emerged, their faces were covered in white powder, and they were coughing incessantly.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
"Where did he go?"
"That way, chase!"
"..."
My master and the other quickly pinpointed Miao Nanzi's escape route and rapidly pursued.
However, the distance between them had become quite large.
It was unlikely they could catch up in a short time.
But this demonic cultivator Miao Nanzi, instead of running in several other directions, chose to run towards where Mo Ting and I were hiding.
Wasn't this walking right into a trap?
Under normal circumstances, with Mo Ting's and my abilities, setting an ambush for someone who made the red-clothed female ghost call him "master" would have been wishful thinking.
But the situation was different now.
He had been heavily injured by my master and Daoist Master Tang, and was struggling to protect himself.
This gave Mo Ting and me an opportunity.
Mo Ting hid behind a large tree, and I hid in a bush.
Our nerves were taut, and we were fully alert.
Holding our breath, we didn't make any unnecessary movements, lest the enemy detect us.
After a short while, we heard footsteps.
"Tap, tap, tap..."
But there were only footsteps, no panting.
I frowned, ready to strike at any moment.
Mo Ting, hidden in the bushes, also tensed up.
After about a few seconds, we saw a figure flash forward and rush towards us.
It was none other than the demonic cultivator Miao Nanzi, whom we were ambushing.
How could we let him escape now?
Mo Ting and I's faces darkened, and we both lunged.
"Where do you think you're going!"
"Stop right there!"
As we spoke, we both pounced onto Miao Nanzi's body, pinning him down.
But Miao Nanzi's strength was immense.
With a fierce flick of his wrist, he sent Mo Ting, weighing over a hundred kilograms, flying.
Mo Ting rolled several times on the ground, even hitting his fractured ribs.
"Ah!"
Mo Ting's fractured ribs caused unbearable pain.
I was also thrown off, unable to restrain him.
I couldn't bother with Mo Ting at this moment. Seeing the demon get up.
Without hesitation, I lunged again, pinning him to the ground once more.
I raised my fox claws and fiercely plunged them into his back:
"Don't you dare move! Or I'll stab you to death!"
However, as I stabbed into his body, I was shocked to discover.
This demonic cultivator Miao Nanzi's body was not flesh and blood at all; beneath his clothes, it was all straw.
His head also suddenly turned 180 degrees.
It was still the same aged face, and his eyes were of normal human color.
However, there was an unsettling strangeness to them.
His entire body was cold, emitting an aura of chill.
What normal person had straw inside their body?
Whose head could turn 180 degrees? Whose body had no temperature?
Before I could speak again, Miao Nanzi sniffed me.
Then he spoke excitedly:
"I felt your scent was different earlier.
Now I can confirm.
You are a person of yin destiny, rare once in a century."
After saying that, his face showed a look of delight.
From his mouth, a thin and long tongue extended, licking his lips a few times.
Opening his mouth, he tried to bite my neck.
I was terrified and disgusted. Seeing him trying to bite me.
Scared, I tightened my fox claws and plunged them straight into his eyes...