Although the demon beast had some brute strength,
it was evidently not very intelligent.
Trapped in the encirclement, it crashed left and right like a headless fly.
At first, it was somewhat fierce, but gradually, as more and more wounds appeared on its body,
the demon beast realized something was wrong and wanted to escape, but it was too late.
Under the man's command, the group blocked all its escape routes.
Finally, after about half an hour, the demon beast was killed.
At this moment, the group surrounding the demon beast let out excited shouts.
From a distance, Zhou Yu, who had witnessed all this, wore a thoughtful expression.
He had observed their fighting style closely.
He realized that these people were not cultivators,
but rather beings slightly stronger than ordinary humans.
They could cast spells entirely relying on the magic artifact spears in their hands.
This was quite similar to many common folk in Fengyuan City.
