"Roar!"
A Demonic Ox Demon let out a loud roar. It ran over like a tank, causing the ground to shake. Its
body emitted a terrifying aura.
"Go to hell!"
Xia Ping slashed down with his sword. It was like a gentle spring rain, like a lover's whisper. It
looked extremely gentle, but it contained a frightening killing intent.
With a puchi sound, the spring rain condensed into a line and chopped down. Immediately, a clear
line of blood appeared on the body of the Demonic Ox Demon. With a pa, its body split open from
the middle, and blood sprayed out like a fountain. It smashed onto the ground on both sides,
creating a cloud of dust.
"Damn, damn humans."
"How dare you kill our companion. Kill him immediately."
A group of Demonic Ox Demons roared. Seeing one of their companions die, they were simply
infuriated. Dozens of them ran over, raised their giant axes, and smashed down.