The deep blue flames flickered bewitchingly between his hands.
The next moment, a fleshy whip lashed toward Beichuan Si!
It even made a crisp snapping sound in the air.
In response, Beichuan Si simply moved his left hand, and Jian Ding sped off, ruthlessly slicing it into several segments in mid-air!
Spiritual Dagger Technique!
The threads of death energy in his hands tightened even more, nearly slicing the flesh mountain into small chunks.
He rolled with ease, landed on his feet, and dodged the unknown flesh blocks with the simplest of movements, all the while the threads of death energy growing increasingly tight—
On the other side, Master Yutian and Master Onodera, who had completely escaped danger, were stunned.
They watched Beichuan Si deftly dodge atop the massive body of the flesh mountain, even sometimes pulling out a large hammer to smash down on the flesh mountain's surface, their eyes wide with amazement.
They had initially planned to go assist Beichuan Si.
