Wu Gang and Meng Xuan's mouth corners had already started bleeding.
After taking several punches from the Black Demon, their bodies were in severe pain, they felt like dying, but they also had to keep resisting.
Meanwhile, Zeng Yu hadn't even managed to land a punch on the Black Demon when she was directly kicked away.
"Little Yu!"
Wu Gang's face changed dramatically, and he rushed towards Zeng Yu.
"Not good! The spirit hall!"
Wu Gang was extremely nervous, seeing the direction Zeng Yu was sent flying towards; it was towards the location of the spirit hall.
This couldn't be good; the elder had already passed away and should be at rest, but now Wu Gang couldn't catch Zeng Yu, which made his face look extremely ugly.
"Get lost!"
At this moment, a familiar voice came from beside Wu Gang.
The next second, they saw Zeng Yu's body shakily standing up; she was still in a panic, standing less than half a foot away from Guan Yaping's coffin.
"That was close, that was close!"
