"Hmm?"
Feeling a strange movement on his arm, Hu Ma's face changed suddenly. He turned and swung his blade across, slapping hard on his left arm.
The evil energy on the blade, sensing its owner, instinctively retracted back into the blade. But Hu Ma applied full force in that slap, and with a loud snap, suppressed whatever was trying to act up within his left arm.
He was somewhat surprised. The thing sealed within his left arm was extremely hard to expel; Big Red Robe had helped seal it at first, and he had nailed it to his bone with the finger of a Yin General. Yet unexpectedly, it still attempted to escape at this critical moment.
Was it because even it couldn't bear the methods of Young Master Meng?
Thinking about it, it was amusing. The tactics of this Young Master Meng were truly brutal, ruthless, and decisive.
