Seeing this, Chen Ge, who was lying on the ground, and I were both stunned.
This was Old Mo?
This female ghost was a Yellow-Clad rank.
A fierce ghost at the late stage of Qi Gathering.
Her strength far surpassed ours.
We had already experienced her power.
Now, she had me completely on the defensive.
I could only barely hold on for a while.
But now, with just one move, Mo Ting had punched the female ghost down.
The strength and condition seemed to have changed significantly from before.
"So... so strong!"
Chen Ge exclaimed in surprise.
I also took a sharp breath, but my face showed joy:
"Awesome!"
Old Mo, however, put on a show, slowly turning around.
He smiled at me with pursed lips.
Old Mo's face was flushed red, as if he was puffing himself up, unable to speak.
The muscles on his entire body were clearly defined, with veins bulging.
His upper body seemed to have grown by a size, looking incredibly strong.
The three circles drawn on his chest were now flashing with red light, displaying three talismans.
Seeing our astonished expressions, he revealed a smug look.
Then, he turned again and lunged at the female ghost.
The female ghost let out a few angry cries from within the pile of wooden crates, then soared into the air again, rushing towards Old Mo.
Mo Ting, with his bare hands, was unfazed by the charging female ghost.
Seeing the female ghost approach, his footwork became incredibly swift.
With a dodge, he completely evaded the female ghost.
Instead, he bent down and landed another punch on the female ghost's abdomen.
This punch was immensely powerful, seeming to create ripples in the air.
The female ghost was struck with pain, her form contorting.
But it wasn't over yet. After the punch, Old Mo grabbed the female ghost's arm.
With a fierce pull downwards, he executed an over-the-shoulder throw, smashing the female ghost forcefully onto the ground.
Then, he mounted her and rained down over a dozen punches.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Each punch carried immense power.
The female ghost wailed in agony.
The once terrifying female ghost was now being treated like a punching bag by Old Mo.
This drastic contrast left both Chen Ge and me dumbfounded.
Damn it!
If he had such powerful Daoist arts, why didn't he use them sooner?
We're safe now!
These female ghosts shouldn't be able to cause any more trouble.
The Yellow-Clad female ghost, meanwhile, was squatting not far away, sobbing incessantly.
She kept calling out "sister" with her mouth.
However, she made no move to intervene.
Holding my peach wood sword, I helped Chen Ge to his feet.
And walked towards Mo Ting.
At this moment, Old Mo raised his fist again, about to deliver the final blow to the female ghost.
I could even sense that this punch from Old Mo was going to be incredibly powerful.
However, what Chen Ge and I absolutely did not expect was that.
The moment Old Mo swung his fist.
Old Mo, for some unknown reason, rolled his eyes.
His entire body sagged as if deflating. The punch that had appeared so powerful moments ago.
Now fell limply onto the female ghost's face.
His body also went limp like a puddle of mud, and he collapsed beside her.
He gasped for air.
"Hoo, hoo, hoo..."
"Old Mo!"
I exclaimed, confused by the situation.
The female ghost, however, widened her eyes, as if seizing an opportunity.
With a flip, she opened her mouth, intending to bite Old Mo.
But how could I let her succeed?
I lunged forward with a kick, sending the female ghost flying away.
The female ghost, her soul unstable from Old Mo's assault, was clearly heavily injured.
After being kicked by me, she lay on the ground, unable to get up for a while.
"Old Mo, Old Mo..."
I kept calling out to him.
Watching Old Mo gasp for breath, I felt as though he might suffocate at any moment.
Chen Ge, seeing my anxiety.
Mo Ting was still gasping for air and couldn't speak.
He seemed to understand the reason:
"Xiao Qin, this is likely a side effect of invoking a deity.
I looked at Xiao Mo.
Quick, seize this opportunity to get rid of that female ghost!"
Hearing Chen Ge's words, I nodded repeatedly.
I knew this was the best chance to slay the female ghost.
If we missed it.
And allowed the female ghost to recover.
None of the four of us in this room would survive tonight.
I gripped my peach wood sword and charged directly at the female ghost.
"Die!"
The female ghost knew this was a fight for survival.
Despite being severely injured, she let out a fierce roar and lunged at me.
She intended to fight me to the death.
At this moment, the female ghost and I clashed directly.
"Bang, bang, bang," her claws and my peach wood sword continuously collided.
At this point, I was fighting the female ghost to a draw.
But I still dared not be careless.
Because my success or failure would determine the lives of several of us tonight.
Each of the female ghost's claws was vicious.
Several times, I was nearly injured.
Chen Ge watched from the side, his heart filled with worry.
He wanted to help.
But having inhaled the ghost miasma earlier, he couldn't even stand steadily now.
He could only pray that I could defeat the fierce ghost.
At this moment, the female ghost clawed my arm, and I kicked her in the stomach.
The female ghost was sent staggering back by my kick.
But she opened her mouth, and her red tongue shot out.
It wrapped around my right hand holding the peach wood sword and pulled fiercely.
My body instantly lost its balance and I was about to fall forward.
The female ghost raised her claws and slashed down towards my head.
I knew this was unavoidable.
I could only fight with all my might, seeing who was more ruthless.
I avoided the vital points of my head.
With my left hand, I grabbed the fox claw and plunged it directly into the female ghost's brow.
The result of this was.
I would sustain several deep gashes on my body or face, getting injured.
But the female ghost would be pierced through her "ghost gate" by my fox claw.
My injury for her soul to dissipate.
To exchange my injury for the lives of the four of us in the warehouse, it was worth it...