Yema, in pain, frantically shook its head left and right, trying to shake off the tiny Human Clan on its face.
"Whoa!" Lu Ran exclaimed, struggling to stabilize his body with the help of the Smoke and Mist Silk.
Despite the back-and-forth swaying, he didn't delay his casting, a terrifying energy infused into the Eight Desolate Blade into the horse's head in preparation for the subsequent explosion.
"Behave yourself!" Yan Shuangzi firmly grasped the horse's head, the sharp joints of her fingers causing the skin to continuously crack.
Her sinister voice contained the ferocity of the Greedy Wolf and the brutality of the Evil Dog.
Lu Ran was completely numb!
He wasn't intimidated by the frantically struggling Yema; instead, he was terrified by his own Great Evil Shadow, scaring him out of his wits.
"Neigh~~~"
Yema mourned, its whole body karmic fire growing fiercer and fiercer.
