Li Yu's pupils dilated in shock!

A beam of fire, ignited by the raging flames, shot out instantly.

"Clang!"

The clang of metal on metal rang out as the burning arrows precisely intercepted the cold light aimed at Zhao Mutou's throat.

The immense force of the impact caused the cold light to veer off course, grazing Zhao Mutou's ear before embedding itself deeply into the ground behind him with a "thud," leaving only a small hole emitting blue smoke!

Fast! Faster than the limits of vision!

Zhao Mutou felt a chill run down his spine!

Only now did he belatedly realize the deadly sneak attack! He realized that Li Yu had just saved his life.

That was not the power of the ghosts.

No one would have guessed that the ghost in front of them actually had a metal hidden weapon inside its body.

"Tsk tsk tsk..." The Nightmare Beast shook itself gleefully in Li Yu's mind, its voice full of smug commentary:

"This kid has a lot of killing intent, but he's still a bit green! He's lacking experience."

"That freak is cunning! If you hadn't intervened, he'd already have several holes in his throat!"

"Well? Now you know how important I am, right?" The Nightmare Beast slowly floated up from the sea of ​​consciousness, as if it had been ready:

"Li Yu, it's time for me to teach it a lesson."

Li Yu remained silent. He did not choose to send the Nightmare Beast to attack, but continued to observe the battle below.

Seeing its sneak attack forcibly interrupted, the stitched ghost, having failed in its attack, went completely berserk, and the white mist at its wounds churned violently.

It angrily waved its few remaining arms wildly, and the white mist inside its body continued to expand.

"Thump! Thump!"

His arms pounded the ground wildly, producing even more violent impact sounds.

The ground around them was being hammered with tremendous force, making loud thuds and even creating deep holes.

This level of strength is beyond the capabilities of an ordinary human arm.

Looking at the crazed, stitched-together ghost before him, Zhao Mutou showed no fear. Instead, he straightened up, gripped the curved knife in his hand, and a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes:

"bring it on!"