Blood was dripping from that one-eyed man's body, and as he got closer, the smell of blood got heavier and heavier, looking at the murderous aura on his body, Hao'er shielded Muchen and Muyue behind him.
"Eighteen brothers, all dead! Little ghosts, you all go to hell as well!" The one-eyed man's gloomy voice came out, and in the next moment, his body flew down from above like a bat, reaching towards Hao'er's neck, ready to strangle them all to death here!
The people under his hand were killed by those mercenaries, and it would be troublesome for these few brats to take them out, so it would be better to strangle them to death here, and it would also allow him to vent his resentment!
Seeing the rising murderous aura on his body, Hao'er's eyes turned cold and he shouted, "Back off!" As soon as his voice fell, his hand moved and a longsword appeared in his hand, and with the surge of his mind, his hidden strength instantly burst out.
"Swoosh!"