"Sir!"
Many soldiers had reddened eyes.
Although this Hundred Households Liu was quick-tempered and strict in his training, he truly didn't have a bad word for them.
Not saying he loved the soldiers like his own children, but he never made things difficult for them.
"Quick, form a formation!"
The Yuntong of the Iron Buddha Sect couldn't rescue in time, and had to grit his teeth and hurriedly order everyone to form a self-defense formation.
This flying zombie was unpredictable and its presence couldn't be detected, using the cover of this Evil Land, making it impossible for them to deal with it on their own.
Though they were filled with grief and anger, they could only swiftly form a circular formation, back to back, watching their surroundings vigilantly.
The black-clothed Daoist of the Dragon Worship Sect, who had his leg broken, wanted to pull out a dagger to kill himself, but was knocked unconscious by a pinch to the neck from Wu Ba's large hand.
