48: Chapter 48 The leader is defeated by a talisman, and the snowstorm settles the matter.

The biting cold wind howled incessantly, while a blue-and-white Water Dragon, carrying overwhelming force, charged forward.

The three black-clad minions lunging at Ye Hua and his sister had no time to dodge; their bodies, like kites with broken strings, were instantly sent flying by the majestic Dragon power!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three heavy, muffled thuds of landing exploded simultaneously, mixed with shrill sounds of vomiting blood that tore through the vast snow screen.

The three fell heavily two zhang away, their bones shattered, and the sky-filling snow they kicked up was instantly soaked through by gushing dark red blood, a shocking sight.

As the momentum of the magnificent Water Dragon gradually dissipated and slowly melted into the cold wind, leaving only a pool of icy water marks on the snow, this thrilling battle was far from over.

Ye Hua and his sister, having survived a desperate situation, gripped their broken weapons tightly, their backs already soaked with cold sweat. Both were still shaken, but their heartstrings, stretched to the limit, finally relaxed slightly.

Two mysterious talismans had descended from the sky in succession, breaking the siege and killing the enemy, forcibly dragging them back from the gates of hell.

"Who exactly... is helping us from the shadows?"

Ye Rong's gaze was urgent, scanning the forest rapidly, attempting to find the traces of their hidden benefactor.

Ye Hua was more cautious, holding his broken sword horizontally before his chest, his expression grave, his spiritual power tensed, guarding against the unknown movements hidden in the forest, not daring to relax for even a moment.

Tree shadows swayed, wind and snow rustled.

High up in an ancient pine, Yun Song held his breath and focused, hiding deep within the thick, snow-covered branches.

His movements were light and ghostly, almost merging with the wind and snow.

Yet such extreme concealment ultimately could not deceive the bandit leader, a man who had long experienced battles and possessed a vicious sense of smell.

A sinister sneer flashed across the bandit leader's eyes, but he feigned ignorance, still putting on a show of furious roaring, and with a rough, raspy voice like a broken gong, he shouted sternly: "You rat hiding your head and tail! Since you dare to ambush, have the guts to come out and face me directly!"

The roar shook the mountain forest; meanwhile, his footsteps moved imperceptibly, slowly approaching the ancient pine where Yun Song was hiding, his movements extremely secretive.

His right hand quietly pressed against his chest, his palm firmly holding the last trump card hidden in his bosom, an aura of deadly danger vaguely brewing around him.

Above the treetop, Yun Song's gaze suddenly narrowed, keenly capturing all the bandit leader's subtle movements.

The opponent's calculation of feigning rage while actually approaching step by step, as well as his secret preparations, all fell into his view.

Yun Song did not hesitate any longer; his fingertips moved, and he reached into his bosom again to pull out a spiritual talisman.

The style of this talisman was vastly different from the previous water and fire talismans; the patterns on the paper were concise and ancient, with a round flame totem drawn in the center, calm and restrained, yet hiding a violent power capable of burning the sky and destroying the earth.

After the previous two actual battles, he had already figured out the rules of how the spiritual talismans unleashed their power.

The key to the ultimate explosion of the spiritual talisman's power was to hit the target accurately.

On the snow, the bandit leader's boots crushed the thick snow, emitting a teeth-aching "creak" sound, pressing closer step by step, his killing intent growing thicker.

When he was only one zhang away from the ancient tree, the fierce light in his eyes suddenly surged. He no longer feigned, and abruptly reached into his bosom, pulling out his ultimate killing talisman!

The moment his fingertips touched the talisman, Yun Song had already struck first!

The talisman left his fingers, shooting through the air, carving out a sharp, crimson arc!

Almost at the same moment, the bandit leader's ultimate killing talisman was also flung out. Two distinct lights from the talismans intertwined and streaked through the snowy forest!

The instant he struck, Yun Song kicked off the thick branches with both legs, his figure like a leopard that had been coiled for a long time, light and swift, leaping down from the high sky.

After landing, he did not stop for a moment; his waist twisted, his figure flashed, and in an instant, he retreated several zhang, steadily moving out of the explosive range of the talisman duel.

But the bandit leader at this moment was still immersed in the smugness of having victory in his grasp, his heart already certain.

The person in the shadows was hiding in the tree, their position locked by him; today, they would definitely be unable to escape even with wings, and would surely die.

But the moment he looked up, the smug, sinister smile on his face suddenly stiffened and froze completely!

A spiritual talisman had flown directly above his head!

Extreme terror swept through his entire body; his pupils shrank, his whole body went stiff, and he didn't even have time to call for help.

The last scene he saw was only that life-taking talisman hanging above his head, and the sea of fire that suddenly exploded!

"Po—!"

A thunderous explosion roared through the mountain forest!

The incomparably blazing flames, centered on the explosion point, swept and raged in all directions like a monstrous tsunami!

The snow within one zhang was completely evaporated by the terrifying high temperature, turning into curling white mist that dissipated with the wind.

The violent shockwave exploded; the bandit leader's entire body was forcibly torn to pieces, his head bearing the brunt of it, annihilated without a trace under the extreme explosive power!

Warm, bright red blood gushed out, spreading and unfurling wantonly on the pure, flawless snow, outlining a scene of extreme tragedy and bloodshed.

Almost at the same time, the golden talisman previously flung out by the bandit leader had already taken form, turning into a biting golden saber, carrying an aura of certain death, slashing fiercely at the ancient pine where Yun Song had just been hiding!

"Crack—!"

A snapping sound rang out, and the thick tree trunk, which required two people to embrace, snapped in two in response!

Countless wood chips and debris flew everywhere, and the heavy upper half of the trunk crashed into the snow, kicking up waves of snow that filled the sky!

The wind and snow drifted and flew, smoke and snow mist intertwined and permeated.

The group of black-clad minions who were just ferocious, arrogant, and pressing forward step by step, were now all frozen in place.

Everyone looked as if their souls had been completely drained, their bodies stiff, their faces filled with extreme terror and disbelief.

They stared fixedly at the headless, bloody corpse in the field, looking at the bandit leader who was once arrogant and rampant.

Now, dead and Dao dissipated, his body incomplete, the fear in the depths of their hearts flooded their reason like a tide, their whole bodies icy cold to the bone.