From one person to nine to five

Chapter 608 Yama (8)

As Yama's spell became more intense, the Wings of Shadow completely transformed into countless frenzied tentacles. They swarmed forward like released beasts and launched a frenzied attack on Xu Fu.

These tentacles danced in the air, forming a black storm that covered the sky and almost shrouded the entire Netherworld in darkness.

The tentacles have different shapes. Some are like giant pythons, thick and powerful, with every swing carrying the power to destroy everything; some are as slender as snakes, flexible and cunning, they shuttle quickly in the air, looking for opportunities to attack.

The surface of the tentacles was covered with sharp barbs, which flashed coldly in the dark, as if ready to tear everything apart at any time.

Facing this sudden and frenzied attack, there was no fear in Xu Fu's eyes, only calmness and determination.

He knew that facing such an intense attack, any negligence could lead to fatal consequences. He held the long spear tightly, ready to meet this final challenge.

The tentacles were like black waves, surging towards Xu Fu one after another.

They intertwined in the air, forming an airtight net, trying to trap Xu Fu in it. Every swing of the tentacles was accompanied by a whistling sound that tore through the air. They had only one goal, which was to completely devour Xu Fu.

Xu Fu's movements became more agile. His long spear drew streaks of light in the air. Every swing carried a purifying force, trying to break the blockade of the tentacles.

His long spear was like white lightning, pointing directly at the tentacles' weak points. Every contact caused the tentacles to twist in pain.

However, the tentacles were too numerous and their attacks were too frenetic.

Although Xu Fu was able to repel some of the tentacles, more tentacles kept pouring in, forming an almost impenetrable encirclement.

Xu Fu's defense began to become difficult, he had to find a new countermeasure, otherwise he would be swallowed by the endless darkness. Xu Fu's lingering spear skills were like meteors streaking through the night sky, illuminating the entire battlefield.

His long spear danced in his hand, and every swing brought the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, forming a series of white halos. These halos intertwined in the air, forming a huge light net, which neutralized the attacks of the tentacles one by one.

The essence of Liulian Gun Technique lies in its continuity and endless changes.

Each of Xu Fu's strikes seemed to be connected to the previous one, forming a powerful momentum, which was like the surging Yangtze River, mighty and unstoppable.

Although the tentacles were frantic, they seemed to be somewhat powerless in the face of Liulian's gun skills.

Xu Fu's long spear drew white tracks in the air. These tracks were like the brightest stars in the sky. Every time it was swung, it brought a purifying force, pointing directly at the tentacles' weaknesses.

The tip of the long spear left deep marks on the tentacles, and every contact caused the tentacles to twist in pain.

Although the tentacles' attack was fierce, it gradually lost its power in the face of Liulian's gun skills.

Xu Fu's counterattack became more and more fierce. Every attack frustrated the tentacles' offensive, and every defense made Yama's spell ineffective.

Xu Fu's long spear was like a nimble white dragon, shuttling through the tide of tentacles, invincible.

When Yama saw this scene, a hint of surprise and unwillingness flashed in her eyes.

She didn't expect that Xu Fu could resist her shadow tentacles by himself.

But Yama did not give up. She began to chant the spell more frantically, trying to suppress Xu Fu with even more powerful force.

However, Xu Fu's Liulian spear skills had reached their peak state. Each of his attacks was filled with the power of heaven and earth, and each of his defenses was impeccable.

The long spear in his hand seemed to turn into a white dragon, shuttling through the tide of tentacles, invincible.

There was no wavering in Xu Fu's heart; there was only firmness and determination in his eyes.

He knew that as long as he persisted in using the Liulian Gun Technique, he would be able to find a way to break Yama's attack.

As the battle progressed, Xu Fu gradually gained the upper hand, and the tentacle attacks began to become disorganized and no longer as frenetic as before.

Every time Xu Fu used the Liulian spear technique, his momentum became more powerful.

His long spear drew countless white halos in the air, which were like walls of light, blocking the attacks of the tentacles one by one.

In the center of the halo is the determined figure of Xu Fu. He is like a god of war, standing fearlessly on the battlefield.

A hint of cruelty flashed in Yan Mo's eyes. She realized that it was difficult to suppress Xu Fu with just ordinary shadow tentacles.

So she began to cast more powerful spells, infusing her own magic and the dark power of the Netherworld into the tentacles.

The tentacles began to mutate, becoming thicker and tougher, and the surface was covered with a layer of hard black scales, as if they were wearing a layer of indestructible armor.

These strengthened tentacles not only became more powerful physically, but also had more ways to attack. Sharp barbs grew on their tips, and every swing was accompanied by a whistling sound that tore through the air.

The flexibility of the tentacles was also greatly improved, allowing them to perform more complex movements in the air and even accelerate instantly, like black lightning, striking Xu Fu's vital points.

Xu Fu's long spear danced in his hand. The exquisiteness of his spear technique lies in its continuous attack and defense. Every swing is like mercury pouring on the ground, penetrating every hole.

Facing Yama's strengthened tentacles, Xu Fu's marksmanship became even more agile. He skillfully avoided fatal attacks time and time again with a rhythm almost synchronized with the tentacles.

The tentacles became more cunning and ferocious. They danced in the air, sometimes dispersing and sometimes concentrating, trying to find Xu Fu's weakness.

But Xu Fu's long spear was like a part of his body, and every attack accurately hit the tentacles' weak points.

His movements were smooth and natural, as if he was one with his surroundings, and the tentacles' attacks always seemed to be just a little short of reaching him.

Xu Fu's long spear was not only impeccable in defense, but also unstoppable in attack.

Each of his attacks contained powerful internal strength. The tip of the long spear cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound. Once the tentacles were hit, it was like being struck by thunder and instantly lost their vitality.

As the battle progressed, Xu Fu gradually felt the pattern of the tentacle attack.

He began to use these patterns to predict the movements of the tentacles and react in advance.

His long spear drew arcs in the air, which were not only beautiful but also deadly. At the end of each arc, a tentacle fell down.

Yan Mo's face became more and more gloomy. She didn't expect Xu Fu to be able to deal with her enhanced tentacles so easily. Her spells became more and more rapid, and the tentacles' attacks became more and more crazy.

But no matter how the tentacles changed, Xu Fu could always respond to changes with the same attitude. His long spear was like an extension of his will, always able to exert its greatest power at critical moments.

During the battle, Xu Fu's figure almost turned into a series of afterimages. Although the tentacles were violent, they could never touch him at all. His long spear shuttled through the storm of tentacles, and each swing was full of determination and strength. There was no fear in Xu Fu's heart, only the desire for victory and the love of fighting.

As time passed, Yama's tentacle attack began to show signs of fatigue, but Xu Fu still maintained his strong fighting power.

His long spear shuttled through the gaps between the tentacles, and each attack was more accurate and more powerful. Xu Fu knew that the balance of victory had begun to tilt towards him.

Yan Mo felt unprecedented frustration in the face of Xu Fu's lingering spearmanship. A trace of determination flashed in her eyes, and she decided to use her most taboo secret method - the Fallen Spring.

This is a powerful spell that summons the power of the netherworld at the cost of her own life force, greatly increasing her strength for a short period of time, but the cost is great and may even endanger her own existence.

Following Yama's spell, the ground of the Netherworld Court began to shake, and streams of black springs gushed out from the cracks. They quickly spread and formed a black lake.

The waters of the Fountain of Corruption emit a strange light. Not only do they erode the earth, but they also fill the air with a suffocating stench.

The tentacles became more hideous and powerful under the nourishment of this fountain of corruption.

A rock-like cuticle began to grow on their surface, becoming harder and almost able to withstand the attack of Xu Fu's long spear.

The tentacles' movements became faster and more violent, and every swing carried the power to destroy everything.

Xu Fu felt the threat brought by the Fountain of Depravity. He knew that Yama had made a desperate move and was ready to fight him to the death in this extreme way.

His eyes became more determined, and he held the spear in his hand more tightly. He knew that this battle had reached the most critical moment, and he had to go all out to achieve the final victory.

He used the Liulian Gun Technique again, but this time, each of his strikes was more focused and more accurate. He began to look for the weakness of the Fallen Fountain, trying to cut off the connection between the tentacles and the Fallen Fountain.

Xu Fu's long spear drew sharper trajectories in the air, and each swing was aimed directly at the core of the tentacles, trying to defeat them one by one.

A crazy smile appeared on Yama's face. She seemed to no longer care about the cost of the Fountain of Corruption and only wanted to defeat Xu Fu completely.

Her spells became more and more rapid, and the water from the Fountain of Corruption became more and more turbulent. With the blessing of this power, the tentacles became almost unstoppable.

But Xu Fu did not retreat, his heart was filled with the flame of battle. He began to use more profound internal strength, the light on the long spear became brighter, and every swing was with the force of thunder.

His figure shuttled across the battlefield like a ghost, and each appearance brought a fatal blow to the tentacles.

The battle entered a white-hot stage, and the power of Xu Fu and Yan Mo intertwined and collided in the Nether Courtyard. Although the spring water of the Fallen Spring was powerful, in the face of the Liulian Gun Technique, the offensive of the tentacles began to crack.

Xu Fu's long spear was like white lightning, cutting through the darkness and illuminating the battlefield.

Although Yama's tentacles became stronger with the nourishment of the Fountain of Corruption, they began to break one by one under Xu Fu's precise attacks and lost the power to fight.

Xu Fu's long spear not only broke the tentacles' defense, but also hit the spring of the Fountain of Depravity, cutting off the tentacles' source of power.

As the eye of the Fallen Spring was broken by Xu Fu's long spear, the dark power of the entire Nether Court began to turbulent. The black water in the eye of the spring gradually became dim, losing its original erosive and corrosive power.

The tentacles lost the nourishment of the Fountain of Corruption, their movements became sluggish, and their power was no longer as violent as before.

Xu Fu stood in the center of the battlefield, his long spear flashing with the light of victory, his eyes firm, his heart full of desire for victory.

He knew that although Yama's Fallen Fountain was powerful, it was not invincible. With his wisdom and courage, he successfully cracked Yama's strongest attack.

An expression of disbelief appeared on Yan Mo's face. Her Fountain of Corruption was her last trump card, the ultimate means for her to ensure victory.

However, facing Xu Fu's lingering spear skills, even the Fountain of Depravity failed to change the situation of the battle.

Her heart was filled with frustration and unwillingness, but she also understood that the outcome of this battle had already been decided.

Xu Fu did not relax his vigilance because he knew that Yama would not give up easily. He held his spear tightly, ready for the next possible attack.

His long spear drew defensive tracks in the air, ready to respond to Yama's counterattack at any time.

A hint of cruelty flashed in Yan Mo's eyes, and she began to cast more complex spells, trying to fight back with her last strength. She waved her hands in the air, forming complex spells.

These talismans flickered dimly in the air and gradually gathered into a powerful force.

Although the Fountain of Depravity was destroyed, Yama did not give up. Her power was regrouped in the Nether Courtyard, forming a new attack form.

A black ball of energy gathered in her hands, which exuded a dangerous aura and seemed to contain destructive power.

Xu Fu felt threatened by this power and he knew that Yama's attack was not over yet.

He began to concentrate, preparing to meet this final challenge with his lingering spearmanship. His long spear drew sharper trajectories in the air, and each swing was as powerful as thunder.

Yan Mo's hands suddenly pushed forward, and the black energy ball rushed towards Xu Fu like a meteor. This force was so strong and concentrated that it seemed to be able to destroy everything.

Xu Fu's long spear drew defensive halos in the air, trying to resist this force.

However, Yan Mo's attack did not end there. She waved her hands again, forming more talismans. These talismans gathered in the air, forming black beams that hit Xu Fu's defense.

Xu Fu's long spear drew white halos in the air, trying to block these beams. His long spear was like white lightning, cutting through the darkness and illuminating the battlefield.

Every swing was filled with determination and power, and every attack was extremely precise.

The battle entered its most intense stage, with the power of Xu Fu and Yan Mo intertwining and colliding in the air. Although the Fallen Fountain was destroyed, Yan Mo's attack did not stop.

Her talismans and energy balls formed black storms in the air, trying to completely devour Xu Fu.

But Xu Fu did not retreat, his heart was filled with the flame of battle. He began to use more profound internal strength, the light on the long spear became brighter, and every swing was with the force of thunder.

His figure shuttled across the battlefield like a ghost, and each appearance brought a fatal blow to Yama's attacks.

Finally, in a decisive confrontation, Xu Fu's long spear penetrated Yama's defense and hit her vital points.

Yama's figure began to gradually dissipate under the backlash of the Fountain of Corruption, and her power and existence seemed to be swallowed up by this dark force.

(End of this chapter)