However, there were still many minor demons with Earthly Immortal cultivation sneaking attacks at him from all around, so Xue'er was finding it increasingly difficult to cope.
Gradually, Xue'er's expression turned ugly and extremely solemn. He knew that he could hold on for only the time it took to burn a tea stick.
If he still could not deal with this great demon within that period, or kill all the minor demons around him—
then he would inevitably suffer severe injuries in front of them, and might even lose his life.
Thus, a trace of fear arose in his heart. At that moment, he wished more than anything for someone to help him.
However, he discovered that neither Wu Feng nor Zhu Bajie's people showed any intention of intervening.
Therefore, Xue'er knew that he had to resolve this matter himself.
If he could not even deal with these demons, Wu Feng would probably be very disappointed in him.
After having that thought, Xue'er's gaze gradually became serious. It was not difficult to see that he had made up his mind.
No matter what, he had to perform well in front of him. Otherwise, he might be abandoned.
Xue'er's combat power gradually became ferocious.
That was because, under extreme tension and fear, some of the power sealed within him had seeped out.
The appearance of this power also increased his strength considerably. Even his speed had increased somewhat.
When he sensed this change, a smile appeared on Xue'er's face. It seemed that the power within his body had appeared again, and at a time like this, it could provide him with tremendous help.
Thus, he knew that he only needed to continue fighting. He would definitely be able to deal with these enemies.
Xue'er's combat power was extremely strong, and the