"Puff! Puff! Sssh! Sssh!"
Under the siege of the crowd of ghosts, Ancestor Xu and the Ghost Servant quickly faltered, with the crowd of ghosts slashing out one gash after another on their bodies.
The Ghost Servant fought back fiercely, not retreating in the slightest.
Ancestor Xu was even more impassioned in battle, hacking at the Blue Blood Ghost with his Heavenly Soldier Sword, uncaring of his own injuries.
From the moment the green Blood Demon and the crowd of ghosts were released, he knew he couldn't resist any longer, that prolonged combat would be his death, but he rather died than say a word, so as not to add any trouble to Xiao Mu.
Xiao Mu took the chance to look back at Ancestor Xu and the Ghost Servant.
Both were heavily injured and still engaged in bloody battle, their stamina visibly waning.
"Hehe!"
The Duke's son, resuming his arrogant laughter, wasn't in a hurry at all, staring at Xiao Mu and saying coldly, "Let's see how long you can hold out."