Now My Fist Is Bigger, So What I Say Goes

After waiting for half an hour, the other group of Divine Land martial artists finally dealt with the Intermediate Demon.

It was clear that this group of Divine Land martial artists were also at the Houtian realm.

Dealing with an Intermediate Demon had taken quite a bit out of them.

Three of the five were sprawled on the ground, gasping for breath.

Captain Old Wang said, "Now's the time. Rush over and kill them."

Captain Old Wang took the lead in charging forward, with the others close behind.

Lin Feng could tell that some of them were unwilling to do this, but since the captain had given the order, they had no choice but to act.

Lin Feng followed unhurriedly at the very back.

Just as Captain Old Wang started running forward, Lin Feng flicked out a pebble with his foot.

The pebble skimmed silently over the ground and struck the arm of a Divine Land martial artist lying on the ground.

That group immediately became alert.

Before Old Wang and the others could rush over, they had already taken up defensive stances.

The two groups faced off, and the ambush turned into a head-on clash.

Seeing that the ambush had failed, Captain Old Wang began to threaten and tempt them instead.

"You've just finished a hard battle and no longer have the strength to fight. I won't make things difficult for you. Hand over that Intermediate Demon Crystal, and we'll leave at once. Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude."

The captain of the other group wore beast-hide clothing and held a Horse-Slaying Saber.

Pointing the Horse-Slaying Saber at Captain Old Wang, he said, "I despise people like you most. Instead of killing demons, you've taken up the dirty business of robbing Demon Hunter squads. If you want our