This ancient Great Demon struck to kill, leaving no hope or way out for him!
Just like when he was a six-year-old child, he was targeted for assassination by Demons from the Zhou Tian Realm, but this time the gap and peril far exceeded that.
"Go quickly, I'll hold them off!"
Feng Boping grasped Li Hao, standing in front of him, his aged face no longer the rosy hue of usual days, but rather pale, yet his gaze was as sharp as a blade, firmly fixed on the opponent:
"That Demon King ambushed me, luckily I dodged it, there shouldn't be a fifth one nearby!"
Li Hao looked at the withered body standing in front of him, a blood cavity the size of a fist in the old man's abdomen, piercing through his ribs, and tearing apart the worn robe on his back.
If it had been any higher, it would have hit the heart!
Li Hao felt all the blood in his body trembling, veins on his forehead throbbing violently, a sensation of acute pain and madness welled up inside him.
"Together!"
