C112 (1/2)

Fan Mu shook his head. His soul had been damaged twice, so he was always thinking about other matters. The current situation was not too bad, so he didn't need to think about anything. The only thing he needed to do was to buy time for Lingyun.

The corner of Fan Mu's mouth curled, his gaze sweeping through the enemy camp, not forgetting to jump over the crescent moon blade of the Headless Horseman. With a cold cough, Fan Mu suddenly thrust his dragon spear into the deck of the ship, put his hands together, and started chanting in a low voice.

As soon as the incantation was completed, the black monster started to move again. Fearing that his mind would be deprived of its ability again, Fan Mu only used his peripheral vision to scan the monster's body, but he could still feel a terrifying baleful aura.

Seemingly because the fog he had set up had been burned by Fan Mu, the headless devil started to advocate the horn of charge. Other than the few skeleton soldiers guarding him, the rest were already on the alert, his empty eyes suffused with a ghostly light that made Fan Mu's scalp tingle.

Naturally, Fan Mu was not an ordinary person. The green dragon markings shone with a dazzling light, as if they had jumped out from Fan Mu's wrist. With Fan Mu's shout, the nearby skeleton soldiers were completely surrounded by layers of ghostly vines, unable to move.

His left leg pushed forward and he suddenly raised the dragon spear from the ground, catching it in midair with ease. With one glance, he pierced through the bone blades flying towards him, and with a flurry of dragon spears, not much of them moved, but they disappeared with the sound of pong pong.

It had to be said that Fan Mu's fighting skills were not for naught. His various combat skills had not been seen in vain.

Upon closer inspection, the veins on his neck had actually popped out. One could imagine just how much weight this River Pushui carried for him. His hands were trembling, as if just a light touch would cause all his efforts to go down the drain.

Following the direction of the water elemental energy, a huge wave was created, accurately crossing the burning sail and landing on the Child of Light's class A, forming a water film. Under Lingyun's meticulous control, it quietly extended, and after several attempts, the surface of the Child of Light was completely covered by a water colored barrier.

”Be careful,” Fan Mu cried out urgently. This skeleton soldier was indeed not easy to deal with, and their attacks came from different directions with a slight lift of the dragon spear. When it was less than three centimeters away from Lingyun, the sword suddenly turned into dust under the recoil.

”Ready?” Ling Yun panted heavily, and appeared to be exhausted. It seemed that summoning so many water particles was not an easy task for Ling Yun.

”I'll attack from above, you rest well.” Seeing Lingyun's exhausted look, Fan Mu could not bear to face him, so he took the initiative to provoke him.

With the help of the Sensory Sphere, I can better capture the whereabouts of that headless monster. Moreover, your Flame Light Armor has been broken, so if you were to suffer from any more physical attacks, the consequences would be unimaginable. I still have a layer of defense.