The Undead Mage used a special method of communication to contact the assassins of the Nether Shadow Pavilion.
A moment later, he received their reply, and delight appeared on his face.
He quickly said to his companions beside him, "He agreed!"
"He said he can join forces with us to kill this guy!"
"As for the spoils on him, we can discuss them after we kill him."
Upon hearing this, smiles appeared on the faces of the other Blood Alliance members.
As they watched Han Xing battling the Primordial Demon Bull below, their eyes held the look of people staring at a dead man.
To them, he was already locked in a bitter battle and being targeted by two High-Level Lords. He was undoubtedly doomed!
It sounded like a long time, but from Han Xing's battle with the Primordial Demon Bull to the two factions deciding to act, less than twenty seconds had passed.
At this moment.
Han Xing below was still gritting his teeth and firing arrow after arrow.
Whoosh! Whoosh, whoosh!
However, his attacks struck the Primordial Demon Bull as though they were hitting thick steel, producing sharp clanging sounds!
"Damn it! Why is this guy so tough?"
Han Xing appeared to be thoroughly enraged.
Meiqiu beside him also turned into a streak of light, constantly clawing at the Primordial Demon Bull's body.
"Awoo!~"
However, its attacks were just as ineffective.
The man and wolf both appeared furious and helpless.
Meanwhile, the three women in the treasure carriage watching below wore strange expressions.
They had only just realized that the acting talent of this man and wolf was genuinely impressive.
With their current combat strength, they could clearly kill the Primordial Demon Bull with a single arrow, yet they were acting as though the battle was incredibly difficult.