He is in poor condition, but he is not something that a bunch of rats can handle.

If it doesn't work, just run away! Xiu'er is often chased by others, so he has to keep up with Master.

"I won't shed tears until I see the coffin!" The silver-haired demigod sneered and was the first to kill.

The other demigods also have a tacit understanding. It is such a rare opportunity to miss it.

"Come."

Zhao Yun forcibly raised his fighting power and fought fiercely with his sword.

The Demon King looked at it and didn't want to say anything. Zhao Yun's current state was indeed not suitable for the use of force, and the stronger the force he used, the more severe the backlash would be. If he really had to fight to the death, he might lose his life.

Boom! Bang!

After the catastrophe, a shocking war began.

There are still a group of demigods, there are more than a dozen of them, none of them are virtuous in martial arts. They have great skills in killing animals, and they have a posture of not giving up until Zhao Yun is killed.

"You are all demigods, you are so shameless!" the juniors grinned and clicked their tongues.

"The world is so cruel, how much is face worth?" the elders said slowly.

The juniors are thoughtful, their words are crude but not crude, success or failure is only the result, who cares about the process.

"retreat."

Many people retreated and even offered sacrifices to the guardian light.

No need to be reminded, the spectators are also moving back, because the fluctuations of the melee are too vast. From here, the starry sky is not clear at all, with thunder and lightning, and most of the time, only blurred figures can be seen

, all covered by patches of fire.

Like here, the other three parties are also fighting fiercely.
Chapter completed!