Zhou Qi also charged towards the instigator Ji Fengyan at the first instant.
Unfortunately—
It was all too late.
Yang Jian was like a spirit that no one could see clearly. What could only be seen was a faint shadow flashing across midair.
All the arrowheads were broken the minute they were released and none of them could even get close to Ji Fengyan.
Fresh blood splattered at this moment, and miserable shrieks were heard. Lei Xu watched with his own eyes as those soldiers that he had brought with him all slaughtered by that shadow, leaving them with no chance of fighting back.
A heavy smell of blood wound up Lei Xu's nose, as if the God of Death's sickle had pierced through his throat, making him unable to breathe.
"Zhou Qi! Zhou Qi quick!"
At that moment, Lei Xu could only place all his hopes on Zhou Qi.
Zhou Qi's capabilities could be said to be the best in Ji City, and only him could redeem everything.
