Chapter 1018: Chapter 544: Ferocious Enemies Strike, Perilous Situations Abound

What is this?

Sha Lifei was startled, wanting to look down and check.

However, a chill spread from his ankle, like solid ice quickly engulfing his entire body.

It was as though he was sinking into the Netherworld.

His whole body stiffened, not only unable to look down, but even unable to speak, as all five senses began to be obscured.

His vision rapidly darkened, and the wind sound around him grew distant.

Even his thoughts became sluggish.

Sha Lifei could feel that something seemed to want to seize his flesh, giving rise to fear and despair within him.

Fortunately, he wasn’t alone.

Beside him, Wang Daoxuan saw this, immediately drew his money sword, changed the spell in his hand, smeared it on the sword blade, and stabbed it backward towards the hand.

Pfft!

Wang Daoxuan was not skilled in Martial Arts, and his strength was not great, but the money sword sliced through like butter, directly stabbing in.

Moreover, it emitted white smoke.

The hand twitched in pain, but the ground below echoed with strange laughter, refusing to release Sha Lifei.

"It’s ghost energy!"

Wang Daoxuan furrowed his brow, performing a spell again, while biting his fingertip, smearing it on the money sword.

"Ah—!"

This time, the opponent finally screamed in agony and withdrew the hand.

Sha Lifei was freed from distress, his five senses rapidly recovered, as if pulled up from a dark abyss.

He was quick-witted, drawing another Flintlock from his waist, lunging forward while pulling the trigger towards the ground.

Boom!

A loud blast, dirt scattered everywhere.

A large pit appeared on the ground, but it didn’t hit anyone, only a pair of black hands was seen quickly retreating in the pit.

"Ignore it, run!"

Lv San pulled him, running forward quickly, simultaneously blowing a whistle.

Even though the Divine Skills were temporarily broken, his ability to speak bird and beast language was unaffected, and he immediately began arranging.

Whoosh!

Beside him, Little White Fox Chu Qi darted out.

Its fur stood on end, twitching its nose, looking around with its small head.

Then, it suddenly dashed to the left.

"Follow Chu Qi!"

Lv San didn’t waste words, issuing a low shout.

He trusted his companions immensely.

Though the opponent had more powerful Exotic Birds to restrain hawks, Little White Fox Chu Qi was itself a demon, having awakened the ear divine power.

Coupled with Beast Spiritual Sense, it could keenly perceive danger.

Amidst the vast snowstorm, Little White Fox ran like a snow-covered elf.

Several of Sha Lifei’s group retreated quickly in its wake.

Both he and Lv San wield Hidden Energy, one specializing in Red Fist, the other in Elephant Boxing, channeling Hidden Energy with astonishing speed.

Wang Daoxuan wasn’t skilled in hand-to-hand combat, moving slowly, but beside him was Wu Ba, who scooped up the Daoist with his left hand and ran, following closely.

The wind and snow howled, the night utterly dark.

Led by Little White Fox, the group ran swiftly.

"Ahead is a river, crossing it leads to mountains."

Lv San could no longer hear clearly, but kept calm and instructed.

Li Yan set the rule for the team that upon reaching a new location, they must first familiarize themselves with the terrain to facilitate retreat in case of an emergency.

Lv San carried out the rule diligently, with full awareness of the terrain around them.

"Hahaha... The mice are here!"

In the night sky, the sound of the blood parrot screeching echoed.

This little creature is both an Exotic Beast and demon, very malicious, clearly capable of attacking, but it’s not landing, just circling above and creating noise endlessly.

Its purpose, naturally, is psychological pressure.

Like some wild animals that love watching prey struggle.

Sha Lifei listened with furrowed brow, running while quickly swapping the magazine, yet he had no intention of shooting.

He knew, hitting targets was impossible in this environment.

Shooting would only reveal their location.

Thinking of this, Sha Lifei patted Lv San’s shoulder, gesturing towards the demon gourd, then pointing backward.

Lv San caught the hint, immediately performed a spell, and tapped the demon gourd.

Buzz!

A curtain of black smoke rose.

The Poison Bees currently nurtured not only have venom but are also considered Spirit Beasts, with hardened bodies carrying Yin Sha Qi.

Even in this frigid weather, they can withstand.

"Insects, insects, lots of insects!"

Strange screams rang out in the air.

The blood parrot flitted through the dark, its blood-colored feathers imbued with Yin Sha Qi, able to easily swat away any Poison Bees approaching.

However, this bizarre bird glanced backward, eyes flashing with malice, intentionally feigning defeat, retreating with screams.

"Quickly run!"

Lv San recalled the Poison Bees, leading everyone to continue sprinting.

Several hundred meters behind them, the blood parrot landed on a branch, screeching again: "Insects! Insects!"

"Shut up!"

A hoarse voice sounded, belonging to the elderly woman.

She stared at the blood parrot, her gaze cold, "Those things can’t hurt you, next time play tricks with me again, and I’ll pluck all your feathers!"

Despite its spirituality, the blood parrot was ultimately just a beast, shivering upon hearing this, and closed its beak.

Only then did the elderly woman turn, speaking grimly towards the rear: "They have Spirit Beast guidance, they’ve broken the encirclement.

"I’m dealing with that little thing. Dogwa, find a way to stall them, Xie Sanyang, take the Music Band around for interception, don’t let them cross the river!"

Boom!

Suddenly, a head popped out of the snow.

It was the comedian sporting an upward hair braid, his head wobbling back and forth, chuckling, "The Taoist holds a treasure, can counter my Secret Technique, can’t beat, can’t beat, injured, can’t perform as the comedian!"

Saying this, he raised his right hand from the soil.

The wound Wang Daoxuan pierced was already blackly festering, oozing yellow sticky pus.

The dwarf clown was precisely Dogwa.

The old opera singer Granny Ah Po sneered upon hearing this: "The troupe now brims with talent, lacking a jester like you won’t matter, failing the task only lets others cinch it."

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