"How is this possible? This can't be possible?" Luo Ge screamed in agony. "Who are you? How are you so formidable?"
"Quick, Wen Ren my fellow Daoist, rush forward and kill this man. Given today's situation, it's either his death or our extinction, hurry up and charge!"
"Katou, Gui Zhong, what are you two dawdling for? Go all out for this battle, quick!" Luo Ge was in so much pain that he felt like he was about to faint. His whole body trembled, one arm completely useless, but his screams were pierced with heartrending agony.
Pang Feng injured both the 'ghostly' Katou and Gui Zhong with a single move, and with the next move, he overwhelmed Luo Ge. Wen Ren's eyes bulged as his horsetail whisk danced rapidly in the air. The golden talismanic light on it grew increasingly dazzling, while Katou and Gui Zhong, the two little 'ghosts', began to muster their courage in the face of evil.