Whoosh!
Thirty small bombs took a turn, trailing air waves like torpedoes, once again blasting toward Yak.
Yak turned his head, swung his sword to cut, and the bombs exploded in succession at the blade, combining into thirty balls of fire, puffing up like a beehive, blooming.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Li Changzhou fired four shots in quick succession.
The energy gun once again melted into jade light, taking the form of a different style of handgun, with dark clouds rolling overhead as Evil Ghost Yakshas burst out from the eighteen levels of hell.
The flash of the blade passed, and energy cluster bombs, Evil Ghosts, and even the eighteen levels of hell, all vanished in the blade's radiance.
Just about to fire, Li Changzhou paused, tilting his head slightly, diverting his gaze from the sight, and stared at Yak, who was slowly turning around.
