"Clang!"
Fang Heng lifted his wrist, and the aura of death quickly gathered toward his palm, forming a dark blade. With one slash, he blocked the attack of the bones.
"Bang!"
Fang Heng swung his hand back, and the entire evil spirit's bones shattered completely under the strike!
However, the evil spirit attached to the bones did not die. It drifted backward for a distance, and the fragments of bones he had smashed quickly gathered again beneath the evil spirit, reforming.
"Heh... interesting..."
So this was what made high-tier dungeons different!
Fang Heng thought, the corner of his lips curling slightly. The blade in his hand transformed into the shape of a dark scythe, and he slashed suddenly in the direction of the evil spirit!
The death scythe drew a dark arc through the air.
"Boom!!!"
With the impact of the slash, the evil spirit exploded into pieces, and the bones under its control scattered into fragments on the ground.
Done.
