Feng Ruoxing's voice faded as her sword appeared, the Shura Quick Sword approaching her opponent with incredible speed.

Tian Dan and Da Bing, two against one, didn't immediately counterattack, but instead stood the Yan Wang coffin upright in front of them.

I could see that Da Bing raised the coffin to block Feng Ruoxing's quick sword, waiting for the Shura Quick Sword's edge to be exhausted before taking the opportunity to counterattack.

I was about to make a move when Wang Butcher stopped me: "Watch Ruoxing. If you don't let her vent her anger, she won't feel good."

Before I could speak, I saw Feng Ruoxing's figure divide into two, bypassing the Yan Wang coffin and launching a fierce attack on both opponents. My ghost eyes couldn't even distinguish which was Feng Ruoxing's real body.

"Shura Double Shadows! Well done!" Ye Yang cheered as Feng Ruoxing's four sword lights shone on her opponents simultaneously. The two disciples of the Coffin Gate were almost simultaneously injured in the arm by the quick sword, two streams of blood instantly spurting into the air.

I understood. Feng Ruoxing hadn't used any clone techniques, but her speed had reached the point of creating shadow clones.

Those two figures could be said to be Feng Ruoxing's phantoms, or they could be said to be her real body, because she was switching back and forth between the two phantoms at an extremely fast speed.

Like the sword strike just now, it seemed to injure both of them at the same time, but in reality, the blood spurted out in sequence.

So, Feng Ruoxing's strength had improved to this extent.

Just as a hint of a smile appeared on my face, the aura of the two Coffin Gate disciples suddenly erupted. Their raging fighting spirit instantly soared like flames, burning the sky.

Feng Ruoxing sneered, and her fighting spirit rose sharply. A dazzling blood color spread from Feng Ruoxing's body to the surroundings. Feng Ruoxing was like a Shura standing in a滔滔bloody sea, wielding a sword and roaring, pressing her cold blade against her opponent.

Both sides were mobilizing their fighting spirit, but the artistic conception was completely different.

Although there were only two Coffin Gate disciples, their fighting spirit seemed to lead thousands of troops, fearlessly advancing. The artistic conception brought about by Feng Ruoxing was that of a demon god born for killing in an endless bloody sea.

The army of mortals could hardly withstand the rage of a demon god.

As Feng Ruoxing's long roar rose, the cold light of the double swords in her hand soared, like two bolts of lightning streaking across the sky, heading straight for the top of her opponent's head.

"Block it!" Tian Dan retreated a few steps in panic, his left hand reaching into his pocket, crushing something!

Da Bing raised the Yan Wang coffin that he had desperately snatched back over his head. Sparks flew as the sword light collided with the coffin. Da Bing also seemed unable to withstand the power of the sword, spewing blood several feet from his mouth, and the coffin in his hand crashed to the ground.

Feng Ruoxing's second sword followed!

"Feng Ruoxing, Absolute Severance!" As I shouted, a furious roar came from the air: "Stop!"

When I looked up, a giant ghost god claw tore through yin and yang, appearing out of thin air and directly confronting Feng Ruoxing's double swords. The Shura Quick Sword flew out of her hand, and Feng Ruoxing also flew backwards several feet.

"Too much!" Ye Yang snorted coldly, sword light erupting, angrily slashing at the ghost hand.

My double sabers also struck out in an instant, one black and one white, simultaneously slashing at the void behind the ghost hand.

The double sabers and sword, brought about by true energy, exploded in the air, and the barrier of yin and yang was torn open by our blades, but the other party merely raised his palm to block our attacks.

I only felt that my double sabers were slashing against a mountain of ten thousand jun, and the force of the rebound alone almost caused me to lose my grip on the sabers.

After retreating a few steps, I once again slashed at the void where the ghost god appeared, but the other party said indifferently: "This marshal won't bother with you two juniors. You stand aside first, and we'll talk when your ancestral master arrives."

I forcibly suppressed the slightly trembling arm: "Who are you?"

"You are not qualified to ask about this marshal's name." The ghost god only vaguely revealed a phantom in the air. I could vaguely see that the other party was not tall, with a red cape on his shoulders, and seemed to be wearing a token around his waist.

He called himself "this marshal" and wanted to wait for our ancestral master. Could he be the Night Wandering God among the Ten Yama Envoys?

While I was wondering, the two ancestral masters had already stepped into the air. Bai Wuchang (White Impermanence) said coldly: "Night Wanderer, you should be guarding the night properly. What are you doing here bullying our brothers' successors? Do you really think our brothers have good tempers?"

The Night Wandering God said helplessly: "Seventh Brother, Eighth Brother! It's not that I wanted to attack the juniors, but I was entrusted by someone to save his successor's life at a critical moment."

Bai Wuchang glanced at Tian Dan, whose face was pale: "Now that you've saved the person, are you not leaving?"

Hei Wuchang (Black Impermanence) said coldly: "Li Po, continue killing!"

Without saying a word, I drew my saber and was about to step forward, when the Night Wandering God immediately shouted: "Stop! Seventh Brother, Eighth Brother, can't you talk nicely? You also had some friendship with the Coffin Gate's ancestral master back then."

Bai Wuchang said coldly: "Our friendship is over. You don't need to interfere in this matter."

"Wait a minute!" The Night Wandering God looked at Tian Dan, and after a long while, he sighed: "Seventh Brother, Eighth Brother, I can understand your feelings, but I still hope you don't make things too difficult."

The legendary Night Wandering God, Qiao Kun, was a deity who guarded the night for the Heavenly Emperor and punished evil and promoted good in the human world. He should have used his divine power just now to look at the grudges between me and Tian Dan.

Bai Wuchang said in a deep voice: "You want to stand up for the Coffin Gate?"