"Go!" Zhang Xiaohou pointed with one hand, sending the black rat underground.
Having done all this, Zhang Xiaohao didn't bother with it any further.
"Big brother, what is that?" Black Dragon Saint asked curiously.
"A rat!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a mysterious smile.
Then, he and the Black Dragon Saint sat on a pile of stones, watching the battle below.
Although the Red Orchid Church suffered a devastating blow from Zhang Xiaohao two nights ago, almost wiping them out completely.
Luckily, the Black-robed Great Master turned the tide, single-handedly reclaiming some small factions, absorbing them into the Red Orchid Church's domain.
Compared to before, these people's combat power was slightly weaker, but their level stood firm. Against these suddenly attacking black-clad men, it was a balanced match.
As time passed, minute by minute, people continuously fell.
Blood stained the ground red, corpses were everywhere.
