"To provoke my Demon Race like this, very well!"
Niu Jiang's guardian looked vicious, his eyes fixed on Wei Fan. He didn't expect that even the Dragon-Horned Deer couldn't be a match for Wei Fan and was being roasted alive.
"You old beast, if you're unconvinced, you can step in yourself, and I'll slaughter you!"
Wei Fan beckoned to Niu Jiang's guardian while continuing to roast the Dragon-Horned Deer with True Sun Fire.
Heart-wrenching howls echoed through the heavens and earth, sending shivers through all the Demon Fiends.
How ruthless. Even these blood-soaked Demon Fiends were stunned by Wei Fan's brutal methods at this moment.
"Our Demon Race will have strong ones to deal with you!"
Niu Jiang's guardian shot Wei Fan a deep look and then disappeared into the sky as a Demonic Wind.
"And you beasts, is there anyone else daring to come up? No matter how many of you there are, I can allow you to come together!"
