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"Who dares to strike from the shadows and harm others, yet cowardly hides their face? Dare you not show yourself?" the Withered Bone Master looked around sharply and bellowed fiercely.

Taking the opportunity, Zhen Yue called back her Golden Light Spirit Sword, and as the golden light circled around her, her heart relaxed a bit, and her hopeful eyes scanned the small courtyard's surroundings, also hoping that Zhao Sheng would come out and join her against the Old Demon of Withered Bone.

Zhao Sheng stood in a corner of the courtyard, secretly watching the two Foundation Establishment Cultivators, hesitated briefly, then dissolved his talisman power and appeared before the other two.

Seeing Zhao Sheng, so young and with an aura that barely revealed his presence, the Withered Bone Master became slightly more cautious and spoke coldly, "Who are you? I advise you not to meddle in these troubled waters. If you leave now, I shall spare you the crime of your sneak attack."

Zhao Sheng ignored the Withered Bone Master's threat, turned to Zhen Yue, and called out, "Taoist friend, how about we join forces to deal with this demon first?"

Upon hearing this, Zhen Yue eagerly nodded and responded, "You speak truly, Taoist friend."

"Hehe!"

The Withered Bone Master, seeing that the two before him disregarded him as nothing, immediately burst into rage and with a sinister laugh roared, "You think you can take my life? You two are still too green!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he glared fiercely at Zhao Sheng, a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, and reached into his chest as if to grasp something else.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng didn't have time to explain thoroughly, and immediately shouted to Zhen Yue, "You attack, I'll support!"

Having said this, he threw the three Spirit Talismans in his hand into the air.

As the Spirit Talismans turned to ash, a large expanse of rain clouds suddenly formed in the sky above the courtyard. In the blink of an eye, a rain of droplets mixed with Sword Intent and cold light poured down,

The Withered Bone Master, seeing this, showed disdain and chuckled coldly. He had already pulled out a pot-cover-shaped, iron-blue, thick skull from his chest and threw it without a second thought.

The object whistled, expanding nearly a hundredfold in midair, then emitted a glowing blue light, shielding his head.

Sounds of "bang" "bang" followed as the sword rain met the giant skull, turning into sparkles of water light, while the skull remained unharmed.

"Ha, ha..." the Withered Bone Master laughed wildly, then pointed at Zhao Sheng, and immediately, eight or nine skeleton heads of the circling Ghost Skulls split off, spewing clumps of green flames, and rushed fiercely toward Zhao Sheng.

Simultaneously, a golden sword rainbow roared in from another direction, cutting toward the Withered Bone Master at the waist.

Although the Old Demon faced two opponents, his expression remained unchanged. With a wave of his right hand, the remaining group of Ghost Skulls immediately moved to engage the sword rainbow, battling the flying swords.

Meanwhile, Zhao Sheng flicked his wrist and threw out three Cold Ice Hundred Blade Talismans. The Spirit Talismans suddenly exploded, and hundreds of Crescent Moon-like transparent ice blades, carrying a piercing cold air, formed a large expanse of cold icy clouds, enveloping the incoming Ghost Skulls. Discover exclusive tales on empire

The collision of the green flames and the cold air instantly created a vast amount of fog, and the numerous ice blades revolving around the Ghost Skulls significantly slowed their movements.

Zhao Sheng, multitasking, did not give the Withered Bone Master a chance to catch his breath and immediately threw out two shimmering True Talismans.

Instantly, two dragon roars echoed in succession in the sky above the courtyard, and two water dragons as thick as barrels, both vividly emerald and lifelike, took shape and charged toward the Withered Bone Master with astonishing momentum.

"Seeking death!"

Seeing this, the Withered Bone Master's pupils contracted, and after cursing loudly, he immediately formed a Magic Spell with both hands; the iron-blue giant skull instantly grew a third larger.

However, what left the Withered Bone Master stunned occurred next.

The two water dragons split apart, one entangling the skull, while the other flicked its tail, catching a hanging rain cloud. The dragon's body was quickly saturated by the rain cloud, its mouth wide open, spewing out a huge bunde of transparent, silk-like sword strands.

Seeing this, the Withered Bone Master couldn't help but reveal a terrified look, employing Talisman Tao, integrating form and intent, such advanced secret techniques unexpectedly mastered by a young man without any sign of strain.

The Withered Bone Master's face darkened, and feeling spiteful, he saw a Single-Horned Ghost Skull in the swarm explode instantly, the green flames flaring wildly like fire fuelled by oil.

The Withered Bone Master's Divine Sense pulsated, and suddenly half of the green flames encircling the Ghost Skulls split off, transforming into a colossal Flame Shield that plummeted from the sky to stand before him.

Bang, bang, bang!

The Flame Shield trembled unceasingly as numerous sword strands pierced its surface, causing the volume of the green flames to shrink significantly, the shield flickering dimly as if it might extinguish soon.

Seeing this, Zhen Yue's face lit up with joy. While controlling the Golden Light Spirit Sword to break through the blockade of the Ghost Skulls, she took the opportunity to throw out two small golden swords.

The small swords shot out rapidly, turning into two streaks of golden Sword Light, skimming along the ground and viciously targeting the Withered Bone Master's legs.

"Hmph!"

Seeing this, the Withered Bone Master's face darkened like the bottom of a pot, looking viciously ferocious. He stretched out two fingers of his left hand into '">'