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The Ancient Demon Pig approached the heavily injured martial artist step by step. It licked its lips, its gaze greedy and bloodthirsty.

"Run!" When the remaining two martial artists saw this, they were so frightened that they wet their pants and hurriedly fled.

Unfortunately, how could their speed compare to the beast?

The Ancient Demon Pig caught up to a martial artist with a leap and bit the back of his neck. With a crack, he died on the spot.

After the Ancient Demon Pig swallowed the corpse, its gaze locked onto the heavily injured martial artist. Its figure flashed and it suddenly pounced on him. It wanted to devour him in one bite.

His face was pale. At this moment, he did not even have the strength to resist. He looked bitter.

Am I going to die here?