"You're courting death!" The bronze grimace mask man did a martial-art squat, holding the knife with both hands. He then lifted the knife over his head and cut it down. A huge flame saber shadow flew out of the knife, rushing toward that huge demonic ox foot.
But the power of that knife was rather common.
Compared to the mountain-like demonic ox foot, the flame saber shadow was like a minute toothpick.
"Haha, how arrogant you are..." The Wild Ox Demon General said in disdain.
Feng Xueyi laughed happily. That bronze grimace mask man was too arrogant. He was just bluffing. Even if he himself could block that saber attack, let alone the Demon General. Haha, the result had been decided!
Li Ying and his son, Li Yunqi, were pessimistic and desperate.
But at that time_
"Ah... No!" A
