Li Fan performed a swift evasion, catching up to and grabbing the bloody, mud-covered gold brick that had been flung through the air, and sensed it for a moment with his ghostly grip.
"The momentum consumed a lot, it seems that this evil energy also provides some protection against physical attacks. Still, a full-powered ghostly grip can still pierce through it. Let's go again!"
"Fuck!"
Li Fan again mustered all his strength and threw the brick.
This time, 'Yang Ying' had some warning, but the brick was too fast, and she didn't completely dodge it. Her left chest hadn't fully recovered, and the brick broke through her qi, shattering her right shin.
Li Fan also teleported over to grab the brick, powering up for a third throw.
'Yang Ying' also realized that Li Fan would not give her a chance to recover her combat strength, and screamed as she began to form a magic seal with a wave of her hand.
"Spread Clouds and Lay Snow Style!"