Rao Mingxian slipped into the passage and disappeared.
"Ouch..." Not far away, the Flesh and Blood War Chariot suddenly awoke, groaning softly.
Everyone looked over.
The charred Radiance of the Bright Candle was embedded in the chariot, barely alive.
The Flesh and Blood War Chariot frowned and slowly stood up, eyes dazed, seemingly losing consciousness.
Zhou Leng rushed over, smashed the head of the Radiance of the Bright Candle with a punch, then grabbed the Flesh and Blood War Chariot and slammed it furiously into the ground.
Finally, he smashed the body of the Flesh and Blood War Chariot out of its frame, crushing it into minced meat, spilling everywhere.
Everyone felt a chill on their backs; the martial artist was indeed violent.
The remaining demons scattered and fled, Zhou Leng chased after them, killing more than half.
Returning, Zhou Leng reached out and ruffled Zhang Xiaoxiao's hair.
Zhang Xiaoxiao mumbled, "I'm not a child anymore."
Yet her eyes gleamed with joy.
