Outside the city gate, dozens of soul guards fell to the ground, their lives and deaths uncertain.

The two Soul Suppressor Warriors were fighting with a black-clothed masked man, but they were at a disadvantage.

Not far away, another Soul Suppressor sat on the ground, apparently seriously injured.

The man recognized at a glance that the two soul suppression warriors who were struggling to support them were the Tu Qi Ruohai and Long Jue who were stationed in Jiangxia with him, and the injured person on the ground was his eldest brother of righteousness, the heart demon listened quietly, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.

"Anger is coming!" The sharp-eyed Qi Ruohai caught a glimpse of the crimson red cloud, and most of his hanging heart was lowered. Seeing the powerful support, his confidence doubled, and his momentum skyrocketed, and he actually forced the black-clothed masked man to take a step back.

Unexpectedly, the man in black took a step back, jumped to the defenseless demon Jing Ting, reached out and pulled out a red slender dagger from his boot, and slashed at the throat of the heart demon Jing Ting.

With a scream of rage, his left hand slapped on the city gate, and the whole person flew up, and at the same time, a small pebble shot out of his hand, which was worthy of smashing the blade of the dagger two inches.

The man in black had a numb wrist, and he knew that something was wrong, so he immediately made a decision to leap backwards, but it was too late, and a black shadow pierced his eyes, and he was in the middle of the door, and at the same time smelled a burnt smell of barbecue.

Although his eyes hurt sharply, he could still endure it, and the man in black no longer loved to fight, and floated backwards like a ghost, disappearing into the woods in an instant.

Looking at the bamboo drill in his hand that could not hurt the enemy at all, he was furious and remorseful, and in a hurry, he did not bring his divine soldiers to battle.

Missing the opportunity to capture the enemy, he angrily threw the bamboo chisel with half a roast chicken in his hand on the ground

"Come and see the big brother of the heart demon......" The dragon Jue helped up the unconscious heart demon and listened quietly, and the angry and the sea hurriedly went around to check.

"Hurry up and send scouts to tell the tribe!" "Hurry up and send scouts to the tribe to report!" suggested Qi Ruohai while looking at the "weapon" on the ground that he had just used to fight: a roast chicken was skewered on a half-meter-long bamboo chisel, oh, it couldn't be counted as one, only half a piece was left, and the chicken was covered with dirt, but it still exuded the fragrance of nine-layer tower grass.

It's too extravagant, and he actually uses nine-layer tower grass to roast chicken!

Furious Death, who was checking the heart demon and listening to his injury, was alert, and he felt a kind of energy fluctuation around him.

Visible to the naked eye, the air appears to be somewhat distorted.