The four Corpse Soldiers charged up together at Pang Xiang Ming. Each attack emitted an intense evil presence, just as if they were demons that climbed out of hell.
From a certain sense, it certainly was so.
Corpse Soldiers and Corpse Qi were of the same origin. After the four Corpse Soldiers absorbed Si Tu Yao's personal Corpse Qi, their strength instantly grew explosively. Si Tu Yao, on the other hand, appeared somewhat dispirited, seeming to have expended a great deal.
"Just a few skeletons to deal with me?" Pang Xiang Ming sneered. The moon-shaped mark let out a great ray of light, while his hands danced, confining the four Corpse Soldiers once again.
"Break!" he shouted loudly, and with a snap, the hands and legs of two Corpse Soldiers were pulled off.
Such formidable power!