But the surrounding Demons caught him again, tearing away a chunk of flesh and skin.
Looking down on the battlefield, the Cultivators' lines were being pushed back relentlessly.
Zhang Xiaojiang gave a bitter smile. He didn't know how Wang Meng and Hu Jing were doing, but it looked like he would be the first to go.
'Damn it! If I'm going to die, I'm taking someone with me!'
Zhang Xiaojiang crept toward the heart of the Demon Army, intent on assassinating Chi Zhu!
BOOM...
The ground exploded, and Zhang Xiaojiang was blasted out of hiding.
A Demon General swung a giant iron club. "You're courting death!"
Instantly, five Shadow Demons charged at Zhang Xiaojiang like ethereal phantoms.
A silver light erupted from Fatty Zhang's eyes as his Blast Bow flashed. If he could just charge his way to Chi Zhu, he could use his Cursed Puppet to take them both out!
This was his last resort.
But evidently, Chi Zhu was prepared for such a tactic.
