Taking advantage of the gap while Xuankong Zi engaged in fierce combat with the Demon Race general, Lin Feng and his companions exerted all their strength to dash toward the city gates. The intense battle vibrations rolling in from behind felt like a death warrant, leaving them not a moment to slacken their pace.
However, the Demon Race had no intention of letting them escape so easily. Along the way, scattered Demon Race scouts and patrol squads continually popped up to block their path. Nángōng Qiàn'ér brandished the Purple Fire Blood Shadow Whip, the flames at its tip blazing furiously as they scorched the approaching demons into blood-curdling screeches. "These guys just won't quit!" Nángōng Qiàn'ér gritted out, fighting with all her might.
Meanwhile, Su Yao lashed out repeatedly with the Ice-Polar Shadowless Sword and shouted, "Whirlwind Polar Ice Blade—Condense!" Dozens of frigid ice blades shot toward the demons, carving a path for the group. Wherever the ice blades struck, demons collapsed to the ground.
Chapter 136