One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

His flat face paired with his distorted smile looked utterly ridiculous.

"Oh dear, old dog in red... no, old man in red!"

Although Zhang Huaiyi was tied up like a rice dumpling, his mouth was still busy.

Far from being afraid, he looked Abe's immoral face up and down, clicking his tongue in amazement:

"You know what, with your nose bridge flattened, your face actually looks much more three-dimensional, and you have a rather auspicious, round face!"

"Consider my punch just now a free facial adjustment for you, you're welcome!"

"you wanna die!"

Abe was so angry he almost fainted. He pointed his finger and suddenly tightened the black hair wrapped around Zhang Huaiyi's neck.

Just as Zhang Huaiyi was holding back his anger, his face turning red, and preparing to risk internal injury to use his thunder magic.

"Swish..."

From deep within the dense forest, a series of disordered and heavy footsteps suddenly echoed.

Accompanied by several blinding beams of light from the flashlight, the tree branch was violently snapped.

"Heinous! Leave them alive!"

An aged voice pierced through the rain.

Followed by.

The deputy head of the monastery, Kamoichi, with a face full of wrinkles and leaning on a white bone staff.

Led by three other high-ranking Onmyoji and dozens of Japanese soldiers carrying rifles, they emerged menacingly from the darkness.

As soon as the group showed themselves, they immediately dispersed, completely surrounding the old pine tree where Zhang Huaiyi was standing.

The dark muzzles of guns were all pointed at him.

"Master!"

Upon seeing the person approaching, Abe Mudo quickly stopped what he was doing and took a half-step back.

Chapter 363 A Cloud-Piercing Arrow, the Living Fathers of the Celestial Master's Mansion Come to Meet!

He Maoyi walked forward, leaning on his staff, the beam of his flashlight shining on Zhang Huaiyi's mud-covered face.

But the old man only glanced at Zhang Huaiyi, and then his brows furrowed tightly.

He turned his head and stared at Abe Mudo, whose face was bruised and swollen and who was completely unrecognizable, for a full two seconds.

"Wu Dao? You... how did you get into this state?"

He Mao pointed to his collapsed nose, his tone filled with disbelief:

"Zhang Tianyi's lightning magic has become so bizarre, specifically targeting people's facial features?"

Abe was already feeling aggrieved, and when his superior asked him that question, he felt like he wanted to disappear into the ground.

He couldn't very well say that he, a great Yin-Yang Master, had his nose smashed by a groundhog-like Taoist priest who was tied up on the ground and made a fake surrender in the mud, could he?

"Ahem... Master, that Zhang Tianyi is already crippled!"

Abe, lacking any sense of propriety, quickly changed the subject, pointing at Zhang Huaiyi:

"We've captured his accomplices! They can't escape!"

He Maoyi's gaze then returned to Zhang Huaiyi.

At this moment, behind He Maoyi.

Two Japanese soldiers were dragging a stiff corpse up.

It was none other than the great Onmyoji, Ashiya Kaito, whose artery had been severed by Zhang Huaiyi under the tree roots.

"Kaito..."

Upon seeing their companion's corpse, the other three great Onmyoji all turned red with rage.

He Maoyi's old face was so gloomy it looked like it was about to drip water.

He walked up to Zhang Huaiyi and stabbed Zhang Huaiyi's chest hard with the white bone staff in his hand, causing a burst of golden light to surge.

"Little mouse, you're very brave."

He Maoyi's voice seemed to drift out from the deepest hell:

"They actually dared to use such despicable means to cut off Kaito's chances of survival."

"Hey old man, what you're saying is unreasonable."

Although Zhang Huaiyi was being strangled and could hardly breathe, his tongue remained taciturn:

"In the middle of the night, he just had to walk right into my trap. I'm just doing him a little physical cleansing so he won't take up space in hell later, since he's committed so many sins."

"You won't even give me an award, why are you getting all worked up?"

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouths!"

He Mao, enraged, laughed coldly, gripping his staff tightly, his murderous intent fully revealed:

"I'm not going to waste my breath on you, you lowly creature. Tell me! Where is that beast Zhang Tianyi hiding?!"

"Tell me, and I'll give you a quick death. Otherwise, I'll settle the score with you, one cut at a time!"

Zhang Huaiyi was hung on a tree trunk.

He lowered his head slightly, glancing furtively out of the corner of his eye at something a dozen meters away.

Under the dense banana leaves, the second senior brother lay there motionless.

The raindrops pattered on the leaves, masking all traces of life.

Those people obviously haven't noticed yet.

"There are too many bastards. I've completely given up all the meat I've lost today..."

Zhang Huaiyi sighed inwardly.

But he did not show any fear.

Instead, he suddenly raised his head, and a ridiculously arrogant and mocking smile appeared on his mud-covered face.

"Looking for my second senior brother?"

Zhang Huaiyi deliberately turned the volume up really high, as if afraid others wouldn't hear him:

"Fine! I'll tell you the truth!"

"There's no such thing as Zhang Tianyi! I'm the mastermind behind this operation!"

He puffed out his chest and began to make up stories with an air of self-righteousness:

"The lightning strikes in the camp just now were all my illusions created with talismans! That so-called Celestial Pivot Master was drugged and stuffed into a ravine by me long ago!"

"You bunch of idiots, you've been completely outmaneuvered by me, and you're still here looking for some big fish?"

"I'm the biggest dad in this forest!"

These words were spoken with such force and conviction, their momentum overwhelming.

He Mao and the other great Onmyoji were all stunned.

They looked at Kaito's corpse on the ground, and then at Abe Mudo's collapsed nose.

Could it be... that this kid really did it?

He's lying!

Abe Mudou was the first to react, and roared angrily:

"Deputy Headmaster, don't listen to him! He clearly carried Zhang Tianyi out just now! That guy is definitely hiding nearby!"

"Search him! Dig three feet into the ground and find him!"

"Search your grandpa!"

Knowing he couldn't fool anyone anymore, Zhang Huaiyi steeled his heart, and the golden light and thunder magic within his body suddenly expanded violently as if in a final burst of energy!

"Even if I die today, I'll take you bunch of bastards with me!"

"court death!"

He Mao's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he slammed his white bone staff down!

"boom!"

A black curse power, ten times stronger than that of Abe no Modo, transformed directly into a giant skeletal claw, slamming down on Zhang Huaiyi from mid-air.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the golden light spell on Zhang Huaiyi's body, which had reached its limit, finally shattered like glass!

The lightning that was spreading around him was also broken.

It was pushed back into the body.

The enormous ghostly claw, still powerful, slammed him firmly into the mud!

"puff!"

Zhang Huaiyi spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling as if several bones in his body were broken, and his vision began to blur.

"Since you refuse to talk, then take your mouth to hell."

He Mao approached step by step, pulling a gleaming short knife from his sleeve and pointing it at Zhang Huaiyi's neck.

The cold blade had already pressed against his skin, and the biting chill made Zhang Huaiyi shiver involuntarily.

"Master... Eighth Brother... my short legs just couldn't outrun these sons of bitches..."

Zhang Huaiyi closed his eyes in despair.

With his last ounce of strength, he silently murmured to himself:

"Second Brother... in the next life... I'll still paste mud on your shoes..."

Just as the short knife was about to slice open Zhang Huaiyi's throat, at the critical moment...