The three formed a triangular formation, like a sharp sword stabbing directly into the enemy's heart. Wherever they passed, those puppets were directly slit in the throat by Liu Huyi's blade.
Even those not killed were handed over to Old Bai and Old Ghost, but this passage was simply too long. Gradually, the speed of the trio slowed down.
"Boss, this won't work. We might get overwhelmed by these puppets. How about we throw some explosives and take these guys out?" Old Ghost, while killing the puppets in front, shouted loudly at Liu Hun from behind.
"If the explosives get accidentally intercepted by them, we'll be blown up along with them!" Liu Hun replied to Old Ghost in a low voice, then gritted his teeth. The dagger in his palm suddenly transformed into a long sword, and Liu Hun grabbed the center of the sword's handle with both hands, placing it in front of his chest.
