From one person to nine to five

Chapter 601 Yama (1)

On a deserted beach, Xu Fu slowly opened his eyes. All around him was dead silence, with only the faint sound of the waves gently hitting the shore.

The sky was gray, without a ray of sunlight penetrating the thick clouds, and the air was filled with a smell of dampness and decay.

Broken shells and dead branches are scattered on the beach. Occasionally, the cries of seabirds break the silence, making the beach seem even more desolate.

Xu Fu's vision gradually focused, and he saw a figure in the distance.

That was Yan Mo, a legendary monster, standing quietly at the edge of the dark beach. Her figure was looming in the mist, as if she was the master of this desolate land.

Yama looks like a noble woman, her skin is as white as snow, her eyebrows are like distant mountains, her eyes are like autumn water, her lips are red and her teeth are white, she exudes an inviolable noble temperament.

Her hair fell in a cascade, black as night, gently brushing against her gorgeous dress, which was embroidered with gold threads and swayed gently with her movements, gleaming with a faint light.

Beside Yama, there was cloud and mist, as if it was her follower, or the embodiment of her power.

In the clouds and mist, the figures of several little ghosts can be vaguely seen. They are either squatting or standing, in various shapes and forms. Some playfully shuttle through the clouds and mist, while others quietly wait at the feet of Yama.

Although these little ghosts look different, they all exude a sense of cleverness and playfulness, adding a touch of mystery and vitality to this deserted beach.

Xu Fu's pace gradually quickened, his eyes were fixed on Yama, and he was secretly alert in his heart.

As the distance shortened, he could feel the oppression emanating from Yama. It was an unfathomable force that made him dare not be careless at all.

There was a hint of amusement in Yan Mo's eyes. She didn't seem surprised by Xu Fu's arrival, and was even a little looking forward to it.

She raised her head slightly, a faint smile on her lips, but that smile concealed endless danger.

The two sides were facing each other, and the tense atmosphere in the air was almost frozen. Xu Fu took a deep breath and slowly raised the golden spear in his hand.

The long spear shone brightly in the sun, and every inch of it revealed its sharpness and toughness. Xu Fu held the long spear across his chest, ready for the upcoming battle.

The cloud ghosts around Yama seemed to sense the will of their master. They began to become more active, some circling in the air, some jumping on the ground, as if warming up for the upcoming battle.

Yan Mo himself still maintained his noble and calm demeanor, but the light in his eyes became increasingly cold. The tension between Xu Fu and Yan Mo finally reached its peak.

A cold light flashed in Yan Mo's eyes, and she waved her hand gently, as if she was commanding an invisible army.

As she moved, the little ghosts in the clouds suddenly became violent. They screamed, turned into black shadows, and swarmed towards Xu Fu.

There was no fear in Xu Fu's eyes, only firmness and determination. He knew that this battle was not only a test of his martial arts, but also a test of his will.

He gripped the golden spear tightly, lowered his body slightly, and prepared himself for the battle.

The little ghosts were extremely fast. They left afterimages in the air and made sharp cries, trying to disturb Xu Fu's mind.

But Xu Fu's state of mind was as calm as an ancient well, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife, capturing every movement of the little ghost.

The battle began. Xu Fu wielded his long spear, drawing golden arcs, and each swing accurately hit the vital points of the little ghosts.

The sharpness of the long spear prevented the little ghosts from getting close, and every contact was accompanied by a shrill scream. Xu Fu's movements were smooth and powerful, and every attack was full of power and speed.

Although the little ghosts were numerous, they didn't seem to have much ability to fight back under Xu Fu's long spear.

However, Yama did not give up. A sly smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, as if she was waiting for something.

As the battle progressed, Xu Fu gradually felt the pressure. Although the little devils were not strong individually, they were numerous and agile, forcing him to stay alert at all times.

His breathing began to become rapid and sweat dripped down his forehead, but his eyes remained firm.

At this moment, Yan Mo finally moved. Her figure was looming in the clouds and mist, as if she had merged with the surrounding environment.

She didn't know when a black sword appeared in her hand. The sword emitted a faint cold light, which formed a sharp contrast with her elegant temperament.

The joining of Yan Mo changed the situation of the battle instantly. Her swordsmanship was strange and unpredictable, and every attack carried a deadly threat.

Xu Fu had to devote more energy to dealing with Yama's attacks, which made him feel unprecedented pressure.

The battle became more intense. The figures of Xu Fu and Yan Mo moved quickly on the dark beach. The long spears and swords intertwined in the air to form gorgeous patterns.

Every confrontation is full of danger, and every dodge tests the reaction and skills of both sides.

Xu Fu's long spear was like a golden dragon, flying in the air, and every time it was swung, it was accompanied by a sound of breaking through the air.

Yama's sword was like a black poisonous snake, approaching silently, and every attack was full of insidiousness and cunning.

The battle lasted for a long time, and both Xu Fu and Yan Mo showed amazing endurance and fighting skills.

But as time went on, Xu Fu began to feel tired, his attacks were no longer as sharp as before, while Yama's attacks became more fierce.

At this moment, Xu Fu suddenly made a bold decision. He gave up defense and concentrated all his strength on an attack. The long spear, with the sound of breaking through the air, went straight to the vital point of Yama.

This attack condensed all of Xu Fu's will and strength and was his last attempt.

A trace of surprise flashed in Yan Mo's eyes. She didn't expect Xu Fu to choose to go all out at this time. But she quickly regained her composure and the long sword in her hand quickly met Xu Fu's long spear.

With a "ding" sound, the long spear and the long sword collided in the air, making a crisp sound. Xu Fu's long spear was bounced away, and Yan Mo's long sword took the opportunity to stab his chest.

At this critical moment, Xu Fu's body suddenly leaned back, cleverly avoiding Yama's attack.

Xu Fu's golden spear was like a swimming dragon, weaving through the attacks of the little ghosts. Every swing of the spear was accompanied by a sound of breaking through the air, which pushed the little ghosts back.

However, Yama's swordsmanship was even more bizarre. The tip of her sword seemed to be able to capture Xu Fu's every move, making it difficult for him to find any flaws.

Xu Fu's forehead was covered with sweat, but his eyes remained firm. He knew that facing an opponent like Yan Mo, any slackness could lead to fatal mistakes. He began to adjust his breathing, trying to find the rhythm of Yan Mo's attack so as to find an opportunity to counterattack.

Yan Mo's swordsmanship suddenly became more fierce, and each of her attacks carried a chilling aura that seemed to be able to penetrate Xu Fu's protective Qi.

Xu Fu felt unprecedented pressure, and he knew that if he continued like this, he would find it difficult to bear it.

At this time, Xu Fu made a bold decision. He began to use the terrain on the dark beach to guide the direction of the battle.

He deliberately exposed his flaws to lure Yama and the little ghosts to approach him, and then used the rocks and sand pits on the shoal to dodge and counterattack.

Xu Fu's long spear danced among the rocks, and every impact made a crisp sound, as if accompanying the rhythm of his battle.

His movements became more flexible, sometimes like an agile leopard, sometimes like a slithering snake, making Yama difficult to grasp.

Yan Mo seemed to be aware of Xu Fu's strategy, and her attacks became more cautious, no longer exposing her flaws easily. She began to use her little ghosts to interfere, trying to disrupt Xu Fu's rhythm.

The battle entered a white-hot stage, and Xu Fu and Yan Mo were both looking for each other's weaknesses.

Xu Fu's long spear drew golden tracks in the air, trying to find Yan Mo's weakness. Yan Mo used her little ghosts to cover her and constantly changed the angle of attack.

At this moment, Xu Fu discovered a tiny flaw in Yan Mo. The tip of her sword sank slightly after an attack, revealing a gap.

Xu Fu seized this opportunity, and his long spear was like a golden lightning, pointing directly at Yama's flaw.

Yan Mo reacted very quickly, and she quickly adjusted her sword's momentum, trying to block Xu Fu's attack. However, Xu Fu's long spear had already reached her, and her sword only had time to block part of the attack.

Xu Fu's long spear brushed against Yama's sword, creating a string of sparks.

A hint of surprise appeared on Yan Mo's face. She did not expect that Xu Fu would be able to find an opportunity to counterattack under such circumstances.

But she quickly regained her composure, and her swordsmanship became even more bizarre, trying to find Xu Fu's weakness again.

Xu Fu's heart was filled with a strong desire to fight. He knew that this was his chance. He began to attack more actively, and every swing of his long spear was full of power and speed.

His attack was like a violent storm, making it difficult for Yan Mo and the little ghosts to resist. Yan Mo's face showed a trace of determination. She knew that if she wanted to win, she had to use more powerful forces.

At this critical moment, she took a deep breath, and the mist around her body suddenly became thicker, as if the spiritual energy of the entire world was converging towards her.

Xu Fu felt an unprecedented pressure, as if the gravity of the entire dark beach had increased several times at this moment. He knew that this was Yama's ultimate move - soul pressure.

Yan Mo slowly raised the black sword in her hand, with the tip of the sword pointing to the sky. Her voice echoed in the clouds, as if it came from another world: "In my name, I summon the power of heaven and earth, and the soul is weighed down!"

As her words fell, the clouds in the sky began to rotate, forming a huge vortex, with the center of the vortex facing Xu Fu.

Xu Fu felt an invisible force pressing down on him from all directions. His body seemed to be bound by countless invisible chains, and even breathing became difficult.

Under the influence of this force, the little ghosts became more violent. Their eyes flashed red and they screamed and launched a more fierce attack on Xu Fu.

Xu Fu waved his golden spear, trying to resist the pressure and attack, but his movements became noticeably slower.

A hint of pride appeared on Yan Mo's face. She knew that this move of soul pressure could greatly suppress the opponent's ability to move and put the opponent into a passive position.

However, she did not notice that in Xu Fu's eyes, in addition to determination, there was also a hint of subtle cunning.

Just when Yan Mo thought he had won, Xu Fu suddenly made an unexpected move. He gave up resistance and let the power of the soul force him to kneel on the ground.

However, at this moment, a powerful force suddenly burst out from his body, and the golden spear slammed into the ground, making a deafening roar.

"Break!" Xu Fu shouted, and a golden light suddenly burst out around his body. The light was as dazzling as the sun, illuminating the entire dark beach. Under the impact of this light, the power of the soul's heavy pressure began to gradually dissipate.

Xu Fu stood up, his eyes flashing with an unyielding light: "Yan Mo, do you think this can suppress me? My will, Xu Fu, is not something you can easily shake!"

Yan Mo showed a trace of surprise on her face. She didn't expect Xu Fu to be able to resist the pressure of her soul. She felt uneasy in her heart. She knew that the outcome of this battle had become complicated and confusing.

Xu Fu brandished his long spear and attacked Yama again. His movements were more swift and fierce than before, and each blow was accompanied by a sound of breaking through the air, as if to completely crush Yama's soul.

The battle once again became intense. The figures of Xu Fu and Yan Mo moved quickly on the dark beach. Every confrontation was full of tension and excitement.

Xu Fu's golden spear and Yama's black sword intertwined in the air to create gorgeous patterns, and every collision was accompanied by sparks and roars.

As the battle progressed, Xu Fu's offensive became more and more fierce, and each of his attacks was full of power and speed.

Yan Mo began to feel the pressure. Although her swordsmanship was still strange, she could hardly find any chance to fight back under Xu Fu's fierce attack.

Under the shadow of the heavy pressure of the soul, Xu Fu's counterattack was like the dawn of dawn, illuminating the entire battlefield. Yan Mo frowned, and she realized that Xu Fu's will was much stronger than she expected. She knew that if she didn't use a stronger force, this battle might end in her failure.

Yama's hands began to move in the air, and her sword danced in the clouds, as if weaving some ancient spell.

As she moved, the surrounding clouds began to grow thicker, gradually forming huge fog whirlpools. Low roars could be heard from the whirlpools, as if countless demons were struggling within them.

Xu Fu felt the unusual movements around him and he knew that Yama was preparing a more powerful attack.

He gripped the spear tightly, and the true energy in his body began to circulate rapidly. A faint glow began to appear on the golden spear, which was the result of the resonance between his true energy and the spear.

Suddenly, Yan Mo's long sword pointed at Xu Fu, and her voice echoed in the vortex with an irresistible force: "Soul Chain, Bind!"

As she spoke, the mist in the vortex began to condense into huge chains. They circled in the air and then pounced on Xu Fu at lightning speed.

These chains are different from ordinary ones. They seem to be able to penetrate space and directly lock Xu Fu's soul.

(End of this chapter)