Su Zixi was quite capable. His three-foot-long sword was sharp. One swing and several Followers had been killed.
Black blood spilled into the air and the ground was covered with severed limbs. With their legs cut off, some Followers fell onto the ground, howling, which made the scene quite chaotic and horrible.
"Whoosh, whoosh~"
The prefecture warrior patrolling nearby came right away. He brought other immortals to help as well. No demonist was allowed to escape, or their demonic energy would infect others.
"Well?"
As the prefecture warriors came, he glanced around while killing Followers. Not finding Lu Li anywhere, he asked Su Zixi lamentably, "Where is that Li Lu? Did he run away?"
