"Don't confront him head-on, wear him down!" The purple flesh-winged Yaksha's eyes narrowed slightly, and he yelled hastily.

All the Yashas immediately changed their fighting skills and began to harass Jiang Du with attacks.

But even though they had flesh wings, their speed still pales in comparison to Jiang Du. The battle lasted only a few minutes, and all the other Yakshas died except the one with purple flesh wings.

The purple flesh-winged Yaksha's scalp was already numb, and he began to run away desperately towards the distance without looking back.

Jiang Du adhered to the idea of ​​​​defeating the enemy, stepped hard on the ground with the soles of his feet, and dug a big hole in the ground, and chased after the purple flesh-winged yaksha.

A few minutes later, the battle ended and Jiang Du began to clean up the battlefield.

Ning Xue was fighting with a Yaksha from the beginning to the end, but that Yaksha was easily solved by Jiang Du.

These people are completely not on the same level as Jiang Du.

Jiang Du took a look at the mark of a purple flesh wing on his hand, and began to sharpen it with his mental power.

I don’t know which saint this purple flesh-winged yaksha is, but here, Jiang Du is not afraid at all when the saint comes.
Chapter completed!