Confronting the Thousand-Year Ancient Demon

Here it comes!

Zhouzhou instantly rushed forward, her peach wood sword flying out of her hand, aimed directly at the heart of the Thousand-Year Ancient Demon. The sword was adorned with a talisman against evil, carrying a formidable momentum. Its speed was too fast, and the Thousand-Year Ancient Demon couldn't defend in time, only able to widen its eyes in fear.

Just as the peach wood sword was about to pierce it, a "clang" sound rang out. A talisman suddenly deflected the sword, causing its tip to skew and stab into a nearby tree. Zhouzhou's face darkened, and she turned her head to see two faces that deserved a beating.

Clenching her little fist, Zhouzhou angrily exclaimed, "Unfilial fools! I'll deal with you later!"

Tang Qing and Wen Jing followed her gaze and also saw the people there. It was none other than Cen Zhiyuan and Xun Huai. The group exchanged glances, their expressions turning cold.