In the black fog behind the cave, Su Han's flute music suddenly split into the sound of tearing silk. The veins on the back of Ye Fan's hand gripping his sword bulged. It was the Hanmei Pavilion's "Snow-Covered" signal—over half of the covert guards had fallen.
He watched Lin Zhaoyue's Primordial Sword pierce the Serpent Emperor's right eye, the frost on the blade hissing into white vapor from the snake's blood; Su Qingxue's silver-wire net tightened another three inches, the dark green venom oozing from the knots burning charred marks into the snake's scales; Chu Hóngzhuāng's Gu Insects crawled all over the snake's tail, their bellies swollen like beans as they frantically devoured the serpent venom; Qín Wǎnshuāng's jade token struck even faster, and just as the last three villagers were yanked into the cave by the covert guards, the Serpent Emperor's tail vertebrae smashed down right where they had been standing, sending up gravel half a man's height.
"Zhaoyue!" Ye Fan suddenly swung his sword, the golden radiance of the Jiuxiao Huanpei surging along the spine of the blade onto the serpent's body. "Pierce the left eye!"
Chapter 410