No one, neither the Golden Talisman Sect Master nor other experts, is willing to stay behind to exterminate demons and evil spirits.
The four Ancient Demons are too formidable; staying would be too great a risk. Naturally, no one is willing to make such a fearless sacrifice.
"It's out!"
The old woodcutter alerted Chu Feng and the others, his black greatsword in hand resembling an elongated cleaver.
The blade was thick and very heavy.
Just now, the swing of his sword produced a burst of sword light. What level of cultivation does he really possess?
Chu Feng carefully sensed and surprisingly couldn't feel any Sword Qi from the old woodcutter's body.
It was as if the old woodcutter was just an ordinary person. Not even having the cultivation of a Sword Master.
Now, it seemed, this was a grave misunderstanding.
