Under One Person: My comprehension is unmatched.

Yamamoto Ichiro stared at Zhang Yan with his dark eyes, his reason gradually being swallowed up by the shouts in his mind, and he roared.

"Stop arguing, kill this person first!"

Having said that, Yamamoto charged forward with all his might, his speed now much faster than before.

The cold blade slashed down diagonally, its blood-red light heading straight for Zhang Yan with astonishing power.

"Brother Zhang Yan, I'll do it!"

Zhang Zhiwei shouted, his body glowing with golden light and crackling with electric arcs, and stood in front of Zhang Yan.

With a loud "bang!", Zhang Zhiwei swayed slightly, having blocked the attack.

But then several sword lights came, mixed with black and red Qi arrows. This time, even Zhang Zhiwei, whose Golden Light Mantra had been condensed to the point of being almost tangible, was sent flying back.

Then look at the crazed Yamamoto, his chest was blackened by lightning, but in an instant it was completely healed.

Even the top disciples of the Celestial Master's Mansion couldn't withstand more than a few rounds, how can we fight them?

This question arose in everyone's mind, except for Zhang Yan.

"Let's all go together, hold him off for now, and let the children get out of the cave."

Zhang Yan rushed forward and addressed the group.

The group exchanged glances and nodded to each other.

This is the only way to go.

Boom boom!

The Tang Clan disciple's sneak attack failed. He used the Earth and Wood Flowing Stream to defend, but he was still cleaved away by a single strike and instantly lost his fighting ability.

"Don't fight him head-on, just hold him off."

Zhang Yan barely managed to block the attack with his escape light and spoke.

Xu Xin hid again, watching his fellow disciples fall to the ground, gritting his teeth fiercely.

The Japanese man in front of us seems to have many flaws, but two of our fellow disciples tried it at the cost of serious injury, and it didn't work!

But he was not resigned to it; he waited until all the children had left.

The group cooperated in a hit-and-run battle, and with Zhang Yan's recovery ability and Zhang Zhiwei's Golden Light Spell, they managed to stop Yamamoto Ichiro's advance.

But Yamamoto Ichiro's Qi kept rising, and Xu Xin was extremely anxious.

The Japanese man's Qi was constantly rising, and if I didn't make a move soon, I would have no chance at all.

"Zhang Zhiwei and I will cover the rear, let's retreat!"

Zhang Yan shouted behind Yamamoto Ichiro, clearly reminding Xu Xin, who had been hiding in the shadows.

Xu Xin watched the retreating crowd until the last wounded soldier and child disappeared around the corner.

Should we still withdraw? I'm so unwilling to give up.

Xu Xin looked at Yamamoto Ichiro's back and neck, and gritted his teeth.

Patiently waiting, then striking a fatal blow—the poisonous Qi of the Tang Clan is unleashed!

"Ahhh!"

Yamamoto Ichiro's forward momentum came to an abrupt halt, and he let out an inhuman scream.

His skin suddenly turned a ghastly green and began to grow black tumors.

bingo!

Xu Xin was overjoyed, but before a smile could appear on his face, a steel arm slapped towards him.

Given Yamamoto's current condition, Xu Xin has no chance of blocking this attack.

Even opening all the earth and wood flow and poison barriers won't work.

Xu Xin looked at that palm strike and sighed in his heart.

Is this what the older generation of Tang Clan members faced when going on missions?

They certainly wouldn't assassinate someone without leaving themselves an escape route, hahaha, I guess my skills are really lacking.

This is going to kill me...

boom!

A figure appeared just in front of him, and then the person's protective qi was broken, and the powerful impact hit Xu Xin, and the two of them were sent flying at the same time.

"Zhang Yan, are you...are you alright?"

Xu Xin noticed a dent in Zhang Yan's chest and became very anxious, so he quickly spoke up.

Zhang Yan shook his head slightly, glanced at Zhang Zhiwei who was struggling to hold on, and said to Xu Xin.

"I'm fine. That was a really nice attack. You helped me a lot."

Xu Xin, puzzled, also looked at the two fighting fiercely.

Yamamoto Ichiro had completely lost his mind, wildly slashing at Zhang Zhiwei while muttering something under his breath.

"Hehe, you're right, this isn't enough, not nearly enough. Only with you all together can we kill them all."

"Ugh, stop arguing, I know!"

The roar in Yamamoto Ichiro's mind, coupled with his injuries, caused him to completely lose his mind.

puff!

The moment he lost his mind, his Qi reached its peak, and with a single strike, he sent Zhang Zhiwei flying, the golden light shattering.

To make matters worse, Xu Xin and Zhang Yan were now behind Yamamoto Ichiro, in a dead end, with no way to escape.

Seeing this, Xu Xin's Earth and Wood Flow Stream erupted again, and he said to Zhang Yan.

“He seems to have completely lost his mind. I’ll distract him while you find a chance to escape.”

Zhang Yan smiled and said to Xu Xin.

"If you just rush in like that, you'll die."

"It's better for one person to die than for everyone to die. Thank you for earlier..."

It was truly a rare treat to hear Xu Xin, that fiery-tempered troublemaker, say thank you.

Zhang Yan originally planned to work with everyone to slowly stall him, letting his anger rise until it finally burned away his reason.

But unexpectedly, Yamamoto was able to persist for so long in that sacrificial ritual.

The only option was to evacuate the children and the wounded first, and then Zhang Yan would find another opportunity to make Yamamoto Ichiro sink even deeper into the flames of passion.

But Xu Xin made his move; his Qi poison and attack directly caused Yamamoto Ichiro to lose his last remaining rationality.

Zhang Yan propped himself up with one hand, patted Xu Xin on the shoulder, and said.

"I'll do it. Actually, none of us need to die right now."

After saying that, Zhang Yan slowly walked towards Yamamoto Ichiro without even activating his escape technique.

"Come back quickly! In his current state, you can't withstand a single blow from him!"

Seeing Zhang Yan approach the crazed Japanese man, Zhang Zhiwei shouted anxiously.

Zhang Yan ignored him and continued walking towards Yamamoto step by step.

In his view, Yamamoto Ichiro is now like a powder keg, ready to ignite at any moment.

Moreover, this powder keg was unattended.

He glanced at Yamamoto, who was charging forward and slashing wildly, and lightly tapped his finger.

"Heartfire! Ignite!"

call!

As soon as he finished speaking, Yamamoto's hair burst into flames, and his skin turned crimson.

"Hahaha, I see it! What a huge fire! Burn them to death! No! Chop them into mincemeat first and then burn them."

The veins on Yamamoto's arm turned fiery red, as if magma was flowing inside.

"Ahhhh!"

Yamamoto Ichiro roared, whether in excitement or pain, and flames shot out of his mouth.

call!

Flames also emerged from his seven orifices, and then flames covered his entire body.

thump!

His legs were burned off, and he fell to the ground, but hatred and rage propelled him forward as he crawled.

Bang!

His katana and steel arm fell to the ground, but he paid no heed to them. His eyes were fixed on Zhang Yan, as if he could easily kill him if he got close enough.

He crawled forward like a maggot.

Zhang Yan watched quietly as he crawled to his feet, then expressionlessly raised his foot and stomped on his skull, crushing it.

Yamamoto Ichiro, dead.

That beast is finally dead, but besides that beast, there is someone even more deserving of death.

Zhang Yan turned around, ignoring the stunned looks on everyone's faces, and asked...

"Have you seen a gaunt old man? Is he the leader of the Medicine Immortal Sect?"