The black-clad warriors were all highly skilled in martial arts, swiftly joining the interception battle.
Cornered, the people of Phoenix City finally had a chance to catch their breath.
Dragging their injured and exhausted bodies, they supported each other, faces and bodies stained with blood, mixed with the filth of the earth, looking absolutely miserable.
With a deep gaze, they fiercely looked at the enemy and reluctantly retreated into the underground tunnel.
Secretly, they cheered on the brothers still fighting above.
They had to hold on.
The rescue was timely, and Cheng Xiaoxiao initially wanted to breathe a sigh of relief. But she let her guard down for just half a second before being chased by Huli'er, forcing her to clash palms.
Her slender palm, with a faint glow flashing in her palm, collided violently with the rough, imposing large palm.
Instantly, waves of air surged, like the tide sweeping through.
