Upon hearing Yang Yan's words, the two exchanged a glance and then gritted their teeth to attack the surrounding resentful spirits.
However, not only was the intensity of their battle too great, but it had also dragged on for too long, causing the surrounding resentful spirits to gather in increasing numbers.
"Chapter of the Seventh Night, Night Dance..."
Qiye let out a low shout, and countless thin lines began to appear around her.
This was a weapon that Yang Yan had specially crafted for her.
It was usually hidden in the hilt of her weapon.
When she released these thin lines, Yang Yan knew that this little girl had reached her limit.
"Ssss..."
With a sound like scissors cutting through fabric, Qiye's weapon completely sliced through the surrounding space.
"Fangcun!"
Seeing Qiye's attack, Lei Ming also let out a sudden low shout.
However, her attack method was completely different from Qiye's.
Qiye's attack was a range attack.
