Among the snakes of various colors that slithered closer were many venomous ones.
Nanjing Shuo had to fend off these venomous snakes, carefully avoiding being bitten, while also engaging Lao Jia in combat. For a time, he was repeatedly forced to retreat.
Seeing this, Lao Gui let out a cackling laugh, "Let me add a little more spice!"
As he spoke, he took out four small bottles from his pocket and threw them to the ground.
The small glass bottles shattered, and four wisps of green smoke emerged, transforming into four childlike specters.
Upon seeing the four specters, Nanjing Shuo's expression grew even more solemn.
"Damn it, why is it this kind of thing, San Sui Xie!"
Nanjing Shuo felt utterly miserable. This time, he was truly in deep trouble because of the two of them.
From a distance, Yu Daohen saw Nanjing Shuo struggling in battle and turned to Meng Dalong beside him, "Master Meng, didn't you say there was only one Black List expert? Where did another one come from?"
Meng Dalong coughed dryly, looking slightly embarrassed. "I didn't expect them to send two Black List level experts to chase me."
Yu Daohen: "..."
In the current situation, if Nanjing Shuo lost, they would truly be finished.
Yu Daohen's eyes became resolute, and he said, "Master Meng, you just go ahead, I'll cover this side!"
"This..." Meng Dalong looked distressed.
It wasn't that he was afraid to go, but his body truly couldn't handle it.
Seeing this, Yu Daohen had no choice but to go himself. He gripped the Reincarnation Blood Tear short sword tightly and charged forward, instructing, "I'm going to help, Master Meng, you hold the line!"
Yu Daohen charged towards the three of them.
Nanjing Shuo's face lit up when he saw Yu Daohen coming to his aid. As long as they could break this snake-summoning technique, he would be confident in taking on both of them. With just the Tiger Head Gold-Plated Spear, he could pierce them through.
Lao Jia also saw Yu Daohen coming to help and looked back at Lao Gui, "Lao Gui, a kid has come to help."
Lao Gui glanced at Yu Daohen, who was thin and gaunt, and looked somewhat sickly. He sneered, "Just a young brat, coming over will only be sending himself to his death. Let's deal with their main force first!"
Lao Jia nodded, his offensive becoming even more fierce. Coupled with the assistance of the snakes and the San Sui Xie, Nanjing Shuo already had several wounds on his body, though none were fatal.
When Yu Daohen was halfway through his charge, he immediately stopped and ran into a small alleyway to the side.
"Nani!!"
Nanjing Shuo watched Yu Daohen run into the alley, his mouth forming an 'o' shape, completely bewildered.
"What the hell is going on!"
"Are you deliberately trying to get me killed?"
"You can't be playing me like this!"
Meng Dalong at the entrance was also dumbfounded, not understanding Yu Daohen's move.
At a time like this, he was actually deserting.
He wanted to go help but was tied up by these minor players.
Lao Jia saw Yu Daohen actually run away and burst into wild laughter, "Hahaha, this kid is a character! He charged halfway and then ran away."
Lao Gui was also a bit surprised. He had thought the kid had a fierce aura and was a tough opponent, but he never expected him to flee. It was truly unexpected.
Nanjing Shuo's face was full of misery, and he cursed their ancestors eighteen generations back in his mind.
He always seemed fearless, but at the critical moment, he fled faster than anyone.
And he was the type to betray his teammates.
Nanjing Shuo fought with increasing difficulty. In one moment of carelessness, Lao Jia swung his curved saber and slashed across his cheek. Fortunately, he dodged quickly; otherwise, his throat would have been slit, and blood would have splattered on the spot.
What they didn't know was that Yu Daohen hadn't fled. Instead, he had circled around behind them for a surprise attack.
Yu Daohen followed the alleyway around to the back of the group and hid behind a corner, peeking out at Nanjing Shuo who was struggling valiantly.
"Damn you, Yu Daohen, for screwing me over like this!"
Nanjing Shuo was still verbally abusing Yu Daohen's parents when he saw a lewd head peeking from the corner and immediately stopped his foul language.
"Holy cow! As expected of Master Yu."
"Master Yu's move is brilliant!"
"Simply 6666..."
Yu Daohen gestured with his hands, signaling Nanjing Shuo to lure Lao Jia a bit further away so he could take down Lao Gui alone.
Yu Daohen dared not make a sound, fearing Lao Gui would notice. However, the expression on his face was as lewd as it could get, one could even describe it as perverse. It was like a pervert who had already loaded his gun staring at a young maiden who was completely undressed (those who know, know).
Nanjing Shuo instantly understood what he meant and retreated.
Lao Jia mockingly said, "Why did you suddenly stop cursing?"
Nanjing Shuo snorted, "He and I are friends. How could I be the type of person to curse him."
Perhaps it was Nanjing Shuo's genuine outburst, but Lao Jia didn't notice Yu Daohen behind him at all.
Lao Gui also focused all his attention on Nanjing Shuo, completely unaware of Yu Daohen behind him. "Why do I feel a chill down my back?"
After Nanjing Shuo lured Lao Jia away, Yu Daohen suddenly attacked, pulling out a small green flag and planting it in the ground.
The moment the green threads wrapped around Lao Gui, Yu Daohen suddenly threw the two Reincarnation Blood Tear short swords he held, controlling them to shoot forward. He then formed a hand seal, took a deep breath, and spewed forth a torrent of flames.
Feeling it wasn't enough, he narrowed his left eye and condensed several drops of Reincarnation Blood Tears, shooting them forward.
Still feeling it wasn't enough, he picked up a wooden stick he had found on the ground, traced it with his finger to ignite a fierce flame, and swung it again.
He then used the Swallow Flame Technique three more times, fearing he wouldn't kill him.
Finally, after casting all his ranged spells at least three times, he felt relieved.
Yu Daohen's series of actions were smooth and fluid, without a hint of breathlessness.
Lao Gui had no defenses to begin with, and he was in a horse stance. By the time he reacted, it was already too late. His feet were entangled and he couldn't move, forced to watch helplessly as these spells rained down on him.
Yu Daohen's entire sequence of actions was too fast. By the time Lao Jia reacted, it was already too late. Smoke and dust billowed behind them, resembling a scene from a world war.
Meng Dalong at the entrance watched Yu Daohen's performance from afar and couldn't help but swallow his saliva. "How much hatred and grudges must there be for this?"
With Lao Gui dead, the snakes also scattered in all directions, leaving only Lao Jia and the four San Sui Xie.
Nanjing Shuo shivered involuntarily as he looked at the dust-filled scene behind him.
"Does this kid hold such a grudge?"
Lao Jia also swallowed his saliva. "This kid is ruthless. He didn't even leave a body."
Nanjing Shuo's lips curved into a smug smile, and he swung his spear. Lao Jia quickly raised his two curved sabers to block.
Nanjing Shuo, with a triumphant grin, said, "Mock me, why don't you keep mocking me?"
As the dust settled, a pile of white ash appeared where Lao Gui had been. There was no need to guess what this white ash was.
Yu Daohen's lips showed a smile, and he said disdainfully, "Is this what a Black List expert is like?"
"Nothing special."
Yu Daohen put on an indifferent expression, but inside, he was so happy he wanted to jump two meters high. He had personally killed a Black List expert.
Rounding down...
He killed a Black List expert, and the conversion formula is: Black List Expert = Me.
Therefore, it can be concluded that he himself is a Black List expert.
Is there anything wrong with that... No, there isn't!