"Demon Hunter, Yi Xiao?"
Just a few simple words. A group of martial artists murmured to themselves, without any change in expression, still anxious.
"Damn kid, you shouldn't have appeared."
"Wasted the chance to send a message back to Black Iron City for nothing."
"Damn it, a rookie came to rescue us, we're doomed."
The group of martial artists seemed to have the impulse to question Xiao Yi.
However, they were bound and unable to move.
Yet, the middle-aged man furrowed his brows, as if recalling something.
When he saw the purple flame in Xiao Yi's hand, his expression changed several times.
The next moment, his face brightened with joy.
"That purple flame... Demon Hunter Yi Xiao... It's him, definitely him."
"Young City Lord, we're saved."
On the other side, dozens of evil cultivators, upon hearing the words, almost immediately revealed fierce looks.
But their steps involuntarily retreated a few steps.
Except for the leading evil cultivator, whose body trembled.
