The Holy Master can leave, but he doesn't, just trying his best to protect everyone.

"Woooo... Saint Master."

Some girls cried bitterly.

In the city, countless people were following the live broadcast battle. They were crying, some were discouraged, and some were howling.

"Damn the White Demon, I have the aspiration to let the Holy Master go to us." A strong man could no longer bear to see.

"Saint Master, don't!! Woo woo..."

"Why is this happening?"

"Sir, stand up quickly."

Another kick, stepped on Chu Hao's face, and his face turned out to be deformed.

Bai Mo said jokingly: "You must be very desperate now, right?"

Another kick, Chu Hao was kicked far away, and he was covered in injuries.

“It’s now.”

In the sky, some fighter jets appeared and launched missiles.

"boom!"

All of these missiles were bombed on the white demon.

"Hit." The pilot on the fighter plane was surprised.

But the next moment, everyone's eyes widened.

A figure walked out of the smoke of gunpowder, and the white demon looked at the fighter plane flying by the sky coldly and said, "A group of ants."

He rushed into the sky and punched a fighter plane.
Chapter completed!