Boundless black clouds surged in from the horizon, and an oppressive aura spread rapidly across the earth. It was impossible to tell how many Demon Kings had arrived.
Wei Fan's hair whipped in the wind as his fighting spirit rose. "Brother Yang, retreat to Yunjin City. Today, I'm going on a killing spree. It would be best not to implicate your Daxu Kingdom in this!"
Yang Tao's heart tightened. He sensed that something earth-shattering was about to happen in Beiding Continent today.
Wei Fan was far too calm. That self-assured, unhurried bearing made it seem as though he could carve his way through even a hundred Demon Kings.
At this moment, no matter how slow Yang Tao was, he realized that Wei Fan had deliberately given the Weasel Demon King an opportunity to summon a group of Demon Kings here to die.
"Fine. If Brother Wei cannot prevail, I'll leave the city and come to your aid!"
Yang Tao nodded and did not insist on fighting at Wei Fan's side. Wei Fan was a Demon Hunter, free to act without considering any consequences. He even dared to kill Demon Saint Progeny.
But Yang Tao was different. He was King Zhenbei of Daxu Kingdom. Every move he made had to take not only the Yang Family into account, but also the people of Daxu Kingdom. He could not act on impulse. Besides, Wei Fan's willingness to do such things proved that he had the confidence to face everything. There was no need to drag the people of Daxu Kingdom into it merely because Yang Tao wanted to uphold brotherhood.
If Wei Fan truly could not hold on, Yang Tao could still leave the city to rescue him!
"All soldiers, return to the city immediately!"
He shouted across the sky. The soldiers