Zhao Hai kept charging forward. Everyone who stood in his way was swept away by his drum. He was now deep in the wolf Soul Kingdom's Army. They were surrounded by them, but they couldn't do any harm to him. They couldn't attack the spotted bamboo either, because most of their attacks were blocked by the iron thread grass.
Just as Zhao Hai was still charging forward, a long howl suddenly rang out, " "Rat, you dare to break the formation!" Following this voice, a figure flew over from the distance, stepping on human heads. The wolf Soul Kingdom people who had been stepped on by him were not angry. Instead, they looked at the man with a fanatical expression.
Zhao Hai looked at the man and snorted coldly. With a wave of his hand, a green light suddenly shot out from his hand. Before the man could react, a hole suddenly appeared in his throat, and blood spurted out. His face was filled with an unbelievable slow-down expression. Then, his body swayed and he fell to the ground.
