The crowman hid on the tree trunk, wrapping itself with wings, its slender form resembling a bizarre branch.
Fang Zhou and Night Mouse didn't notice at first; by the time they did, it was too late.
Out of the corner of Fang Zhou's eye, he saw only a flash of black light; this crowman had already charged at him, aiming a thrust at his chest.
Swoosh!
Fang Zhou chose not to dodge but instead instantly swapped places with Bi An.
Luckily, he had summoned Bi An in advance, otherwise, he would have suffered a hidden loss.
The crowman's black longsword, filled with cursed magic, struck Bi An's abdomen, but was blocked by armor.
Bi An swung his fist, landing a heavy punch on the crowman's forehead. With a crack, the crowman's head snapped backward, its spine fractured.
It fell into the swamp, still flailing and struggling, its life force remarkably tenacious.
Fang Zhou summoned the Xuanyuan Sword and delivered two additional strikes, not out of sympathy, but to collect soul power.
