From one person to nine to five

Chapter 603 Yama (3)

Xu Fu's brows were furrowed. Facing such a powerful opponent, he knew that the coming battle would be the toughest challenge in his life.

But there was no fear in his eyes, only determination and courage. He held the golden spear tightly, ready to meet the attack of the mountain god monster.

The mountain god beast took huge steps and rushed towards Xu Fu, and every step made the earth shake. Its attack was simple and direct, but full of destructive power.

Xu Fu dodged flexibly, using his speed and agility to deal with the mountain gods and monsters.

However, the power of the mountain monster was too great, and even a single blow from it was enough to make Xu Fu feel tremendous pressure.

Xu Fu knew that he could not fight the mountain monster head-on and he had to find its weakness.

While dodging and counterattacking, Xu Fu began to observe the movement patterns of the mountain god monster and look for its weaknesses. He found that although the mountain god monster was powerful, its movements were a bit clumsy and its turning was not flexible enough.

Xu Fuli took advantage of this and began to move quickly around the mountain god monster, looking for opportunities to launch an attack.

Yan Mo stood in the distance, watching the battle coldly. Although she was surprised by Xu Fu's ability, she was full of confidence in her summoned beast. She believed that the power of the mountain beast was enough to overwhelm Xu Fu.

The battle became more intense, and the figures of Xu Fu and the mountain gods and monsters intertwined on the dark beach. Every confrontation was full of tension and excitement.

Xu Fu's golden spear drew golden arcs in the air. Every swing was accompanied by a sound of breaking through the air, and it collided with the rock-hard skin of the mountain god monster, making a metallic sound.

As the battle progressed, Xu Fu gradually found the weakness of the mountain beast. He found that there was a relatively soft skin on the belly of the mountain beast, which was its only weakness.

Xu Fu began to concentrate his attacks on this point, and each attack accurately hit the belly of the mountain monster.

The mountain god monster roared in pain, and its attack became more violent, but also more chaotic. Xu Fu seized the opportunity and swung his long spear again, and a golden beam of light rushed straight into the belly of the mountain god monster.

"Break!" Xu Fu shouted, and the golden beam of light violently hit the belly of the mountain god monster.

The mountain monster let out an earth-shattering scream, its body began to tremble violently, and finally fell down with a loud bang, turning into a pile of dust and rocks.

Xu Fu took the lead in attacking, wielding a golden spear, rushing towards Yama with golden light and shadows. The tip of the spear cut through the air, making a sharp whistle that seemed to make even the heaven and earth tremble.

Yama sneered and swung the black sword in his hand lightly. A black beam of light shot out from the tip of the sword and collided with Xu Fu's golden spear.

The forces collided in the air, creating a huge explosion that shook the valley. The black beams of light intertwined with the golden light and shadows, forming a huge ball of light that enveloped the entire valley.

Xu Fu kept waving his golden spear, and each swing was as powerful as thunder, trying to break through Yama's defense.

However, Yan Mo's black sword seemed to have infinite power, and every swing could easily dissolve Xu Fu's attack. The battle between the two became more and more intense, the rocks in the valley were shattered, and deep cracks were torn into the ground.

The battle lasted for a long time. Xu Fu's golden spear and Yama's black sword kept colliding in the air. Every collision carried tremendous force, as if even the heaven and earth were shaking.

Xu Fu's forehead was covered with sweat, but his eyes remained firm, and every swing was full of power.

Yan Mo's face also became solemn. He knew that Xu Fu was not an easy opponent to deal with. He began to summon more ghosts and resentful spirits, trying to suppress Xu Fu with numbers.

Countless ghosts and resentful spirits came from all directions, bringing with them a cold and gloomy aura, trying to surround Xu Fu.

Xu Fu was not afraid. His golden spear drew golden streaks in the air, repelling the approaching ghosts and evil spirits.

His power seemed to be endless, and every swing of his sword was as powerful as thunder, smashing ghosts and resentful spirits to pieces.

The battle entered a white-hot stage. Every attack of Xu Fu and Yan Mo was carried with tremendous force. The rocks in the valley were shattered and deep cracks were torn into the ground.

Xu Fu's golden spear and Yama's black sword kept colliding in the air, and each collision carried tremendous force, as if even the heaven and earth were shaking.

Yan Mo began to get anxious, he did not expect Xu Fu to be so difficult to deal with. He began to use more insidious means to try to find Xu Fu's weakness.

He summoned more ghosts and wraiths, trying to overwhelm Xu Fu with numbers. However, Xu Fu still wielded the golden spear firmly, and each swing was like a thunderbolt, smashing the ghosts and wraiths to pieces.

The battle lasted for a long time. Every attack of Xu Fu and Yan Mo was carried out with tremendous force. The rocks in the valley were shattered and deep cracks were torn into the ground.

Xu Fu's golden spear and Yama's black sword kept colliding in the air, and each collision carried tremendous force, as if even the heaven and earth were shaking.

Yan Mo's face became more and more solemn, and he began to feel tired, but Xu Fu still waved the golden spear firmly. Yan Mo knew that this battle could not be dragged on any longer, and he had to end the battle as soon as possible.

He began to summon more ghosts and wraiths, trying to overwhelm Xu Fu with numbers. However, Xu Fu still wielded the golden spear firmly, and each swing was like a thunderbolt, smashing the ghosts and wraiths to pieces.

The battle entered its most intense stage. Every attack from Xu Fu and Yama was carried with tremendous force. The rocks in the valley were shattered and deep cracks were torn into the ground.

Xu Fu's golden spear and Yama's black sword kept colliding in the air, and each collision carried tremendous force, as if even the heaven and earth were shaking.

Yan Mo began to get anxious. He did not expect Xu Fu to be so difficult to deal with. He began to use more insidious means to try to find Xu Fu's weakness. He summoned more ghosts and resentful spirits, trying to suppress Xu Fu with numbers.

However, Xu Fu still wielded the golden spear firmly, and each swing was as powerful as thunder, smashing the ghosts and resentful spirits to pieces.

The battle lasted for a long time. Every attack of Xu Fu and Yan Mo was carried out with tremendous force. The rocks in the valley were shattered and deep cracks were torn into the ground.

Xu Fu's golden spear and Yama's black sword kept colliding in the air, and each collision carried tremendous force, as if even the heaven and earth were shaking.

Yama's face became more and more solemn, and he began to feel tired, but Xu Fu still waved the golden spear firmly.

Yan Mo knew that this battle could not be dragged on any longer and he had to end it as soon as possible. He began to summon more ghosts and resentful spirits, trying to suppress Xu Fu with numbers. However, Xu Fu still firmly wielded the golden long spear, and each swing was with the force of thunder and lightning, smashing the ghosts and resentful spirits to pieces.

The battle entered its most intense stage. Every attack from Xu Fu and Yama was carried with tremendous force. The rocks in the valley were shattered and deep cracks were torn into the ground.

Xu Fu's golden spear and Yama's black sword kept colliding in the air, and each collision carried tremendous force, as if even the heaven and earth were shaking.

Yan Mo began to get anxious, he did not expect Xu Fu to be so difficult to deal with. He began to use more insidious means to try to find Xu Fu's weakness.

He summoned more ghosts and wraiths, trying to overwhelm Xu Fu with numbers. However, Xu Fu still wielded the golden spear firmly, and each swing was like a thunderbolt, smashing the ghosts and wraiths to pieces.

The battle lasted for a long time. Every attack of Xu Fu and Yan Mo was carried out with tremendous force. The rocks in the valley were shattered and deep cracks were torn into the ground.

Xu Fu's golden spear and Yama's black sword kept colliding in the air, and each collision carried tremendous force, as if even the heaven and earth were shaking.

Yama's face became more and more solemn, and he began to feel tired, but Xu Fu still waved the golden spear firmly.

Yan Mo knew that this battle could not be dragged on any longer and he had to end it as soon as possible. He began to summon more ghosts and resentful spirits, trying to suppress Xu Fu with numbers.

However, Xu Fu still wielded the golden spear firmly, and each swing was as powerful as thunder, smashing the ghosts and resentful spirits to pieces.

The battle entered its most intense stage. Every attack from Xu Fu and Yama was carried with tremendous force. The rocks in the valley were shattered and deep cracks were torn into the ground.

Xu Fu's golden spear and Yama's black sword kept colliding in the air, and each collision carried tremendous force, as if even the heaven and earth were shaking.

Yan Mo began to get anxious. He did not expect Xu Fu to be so difficult to deal with. He began to use more insidious means to try to find Xu Fu's weakness. He summoned more ghosts and resentful spirits, trying to suppress Xu Fu with numbers.

However, Xu Fu still wielded the golden spear firmly, and each swing was as powerful as thunder, smashing the ghosts and resentful spirits to pieces.

The battle lasted for a long time. Every attack of Xu Fu and Yan Mo was carried out with tremendous force. The rocks in the valley were shattered and deep cracks were torn into the ground.

Xu Fu's golden spear and Yama's black sword kept colliding in the air, and each collision carried tremendous force, as if even the heaven and earth were shaking.

Yama's face became more and more solemn, and he began to feel tired, but Xu Fu still waved the golden spear firmly.

Yan Mo knew that this battle could not be dragged on any longer and he had to end it as soon as possible.

He began to summon more ghosts and wraiths, trying to overwhelm Xu Fu with numbers. However, Xu Fu still wielded the golden spear firmly, and each swing was like a thunderbolt, smashing the ghosts and wraiths to pieces.

The battle entered its most intense stage. Every attack from Xu Fu and Yama was carried with tremendous force. The rocks in the valley were shattered and deep cracks were torn into the ground.

Xu Fu's golden spear and Yama's black sword kept colliding in the air, and each collision carried tremendous force, as if even the heaven and earth were shaking.

Yan Mo began to get anxious, he did not expect Xu Fu to be so difficult to deal with. He began to use more insidious means to try to find Xu Fu's weakness.

He summoned more ghosts and resentful spirits, trying to suppress Xu Fu with numbers. However, Yan Mo waved his hand, and a crack suddenly appeared in the sky. The Nether Torii slowly rose from the crack, and its existence seemed to connect the boundaries of life and death, light and darkness.

The torii was surrounded by a cold mist, and the wailing sounds of evil spirits could be heard from it, which was chilling.

Following Yama's summons, countless vengeful spirits emerged from the Nether Torii. They had different shapes, some were as ethereal as smoke, and some had sharp claws and fangs, with hatred flashing in their eyes.

Under the command of Yama, these vengeful spirits attacked Xu Fu like a tide.

Facing this sudden attack, Xu Fu did not show any panic. He took a deep breath, and the golden spear spun in his hand, forming a golden whirlwind that swept in the first approaching ghost.

Every rotation of the long spear carries with it great force. Once the wicked spirits are caught in it, they will be torn to pieces by the golden whirlwind.

However, the number of evil spirits seemed endless, and they rushed towards Xu Fu wave after wave. Xu Fu's golden spear was like an insurmountable barrier, repelling the evil spirits one by one.

But as time went on, even Xu Fu felt a little tired. His breathing began to become rapid and his movements were no longer as smooth as before.

Seeing this, Yan Mo showed a smug smile. He knew that Xu Fu's strength was gradually depleting, and as long as he continued to exert pressure, victory would eventually belong to him.

Yama increased the intensity of his summoning of the vengeful spirits, and the vengeful spirits in the Nether Torii rushed towards Xu Fu even more frantically like a released flood.

A trace of determination flashed in Xu Fu's eyes. He knew that if he did not take action, he would sooner or later be overwhelmed by these endless resentful spirits.

He began to adjust his breathing and concentrate. The golden spear became more agile in his hand. Every swing brought more precise power, directly hitting the vital points of the vengeful spirit.

The battle became more intense. Xu Fu's golden spear drew golden tracks in the air, like a meteor across the night sky, illuminating the entire valley.

Although there were a large number of vengeful spirits, they began to show signs of defeat under Xu Fu's precise and powerful attacks.

Yan Mo's face began to turn gloomy. He did not expect that Xu Fu could still maintain such a high level of fighting under such pressure.

He began to try to change his tactics, controlling the vengeful spirits to launch more flexible attacks, trying to find Xu Fu's weaknesses.

Xu Fu constantly adjusted his strategy during the battle. He began to use the terrain of the valley and the attack patterns of the vengeful spirits to look for opportunities to counterattack.

Whenever the resentful spirits gathered to a certain extent, he would suddenly exert his strength, and the golden spear would be like thunder, scattering the resentful spirits.

(End of this chapter)