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"I'll handle these three talisman spirits, all of you can focus on eradicating those puppets," Sun Tu said, then immediately lashed out with his bone sword, unleashing a flurry of black sword projections that fanned out like a peacock spreading its canopy.
With Sun Tu engaging the three Heavenly Chief Profound Generals in battle, Han Li and the others immediately pounced at the remaining crimson puppets.
At this moment, Xuanyuan Xing was wielding a pair of black staves, each of which was around five feet in length. There were strips of yellow fabric tied all over the staves, much like the mourning sticks used in mortal funerals.
All of a sudden, a expelled a mouthful of blood, which split up into two before fusing into the mourning sticks, which instantly began to glow black.
As Xuanyuan Xing swung his arms through the air, countless staff projections were unleashed, sweeping toward the crimson puppets amid a chorus of ghastly howls.
The movements of the crimson puppets were slowed down slightly, seemingly affected by these ghastly sounds.
At the same time, Fang Chan inhaled deeply before releasing...
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