"Demon Lord!"
Li Tian's eyes flashed with killing intent as he stared at the people in front of him. The immortal sword in his hand trembled wildly, as if it was screaming because of the burning flames.
The demon Lord didn't stop talking. He held Yao Yue in one hand and the flame in his other hand suddenly shrank, but he swept it towards the fatty who was rushing over.
"Damn it, you're not going to recognize me after falling out with me!"
Fatty had originally rushed over to save them at 100% of his speed. How could he stop now?
The flames were reflected in his eyes. He glanced at the wall on the left and his body suddenly fell to the right.
"Be careful!"
As soon as the fatty jumped out, Li Tian moved. He was extremely fast, but he was still a beat too slow.
"Pfft!"
Fatty's body was immediately enveloped by the blood mist. After a short while, he fainted and fell to the ground.