Wu Feng walked slowly with the help of Old Liu. After seventy or eighty officers and soldiers followed him, several wounded soldiers protected the crowd. More than a dozen torches made a puff sound, making the entire mountain forest look light and dark.

After moving forward like this for about a bag of cigarettes, right in front of the team, a dazzling fire suddenly surged into the sky, followed by an explosion roar in everyone's ears, shocking everyone.

Old Liu said in disbelief.

Let's go, Mr. Liu, it's time to take revenge. Let's calculate the new and old accounts with this Qingxu Demon Dao clearly. For so many lives, even if he is cut into pieces, Wu Feng looked up at the gradually dimming fire, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

When Lao Liu left without saying anything, he held Wu Feng's arm, and with the other hand, he held a machete with a wide back, greeted everyone behind him, and quickly walked towards the direction of the signal flare.

Not long after I left, I heard a noisy sound not far away, including footsteps, shouts, heavy breathing, and even a few beastly roars.

Old Liu accelerated his pace and helped Wu Feng take a few steps. He soon saw the stars of fire in the dense forest. Hundreds of people formed a big circle, one by one, and the shouts of killing were connected.

Old Liu came with Wu Feng, and I don’t know which soldier shouted: Mr. Liu is here

As soon as the words fell, a gap was opened in the crowd. Old Liu's head had a gloomy face and helped Wu Feng walk into the circle. This was indeed the case. Qingxu Demon Dao held a broken sword full of gaps in his hand and half knelt on the ground. His Taoist robe had long been broken and was covered with scars, and even several shocking scars appeared on his face. He was like a blood gourd, and four or five corpses of officers and soldiers were tilted down next to him. Two people had not yet completely died, and their bodies were still trembling like convulsions.

Opposite the Qingxu Demon Path, there was an extremely large yellow-haired monkey lying on her body. There were a few more bloody holes on her body, and blood was still gushing out. It lay on the ground, baring its big fangs all over its mouth, and a low roar in its throat, confronting the Qingxu Demon Path.

However, although the yellow-haired monkey looked fierce, the slightly shaking claws revealed that the yellow-haired monkey was at the end of her strength and could no longer fight against the Qingxu Demon Dao.

In theory, the Qingxu Demon Dao should not be the opponent of this yellow-haired monkey. When the yellow-haired monkey fights with the little ghost baby, it is not even a matter of Zhongbo, let alone the Qingxu Demon Dao who is injured.

In fact, it was not the case that Qingxu Demon Dao was seriously injured and was about to die. It was Wengchai who used an extremely precious insect to save Qingxu Demon Dao's life. The insect consumed Wengchai's decades of hard work and was more effective than any magic pill. The little insect not only saved Qingxu Demon Dao's life, but also added a lot of his cultivation, which gave him the chance to compete with the yellow-haired monkey.
Chapter completed!