But whether it was the water sword or the red light, they both passed right through the black mist without affecting it in the slightest. The figure of the Black Armor Ghost General quickly coalesced again, and with a flash of shadow, pounced towards Lang Sheng.
Lang Sheng swung his hammer fearlessly to meet the charge.
Suddenly, an orange and a black figure tangled together. The shadows of their weapons whirled through the air, sword glows flickered, black mist hovered and blood splattered everywhere.
The body of the Black Armor Ghost General was shattered time and again, but each time it would reform without showing signs of injury.
Lang Sheng may have seemed to have the upper hand, breaking the ghost general's body continually, but his own wounds were multiplying and his movements were gradually slowing down.
"We can't go on like this!"
