Chapter 687: Chapter 687: Master of Demon Wind City!

The sudden sound of a blade cutting through the air echoed out, and then people felt a smell of blood permeating the air around them.

“Damn it, that kid is there! Watch your defenses! Watch your defenses!” The red-haired middle-aged man at the front shouted loudly, immediately producing a huge blade.

This blade showed a bizarre color.

The blade shimmered red, much like the middle-aged man’s hair.

For a moment, one wondered whether the middle-aged man influenced the blade or the blade affected the middle-aged man.

However, White Mitchell did not care about these things.

White Mitchell held a dagger and rushed towards the red-haired middle-aged man.

Along the way, the men brought by the red-haired middle-aged man fell one by one.

Seeing this, flames seemed to burst from the red-haired middle-aged man’s eyes.

This was simply outrageous!

A kid from the Dragon Realm in the Innate Third Stage, a mere ant, daring to ambush him and kill so many of his men in one go?

If this was known by the power behind him, wouldn’t they skin him alive?

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You should know that the people he brought with him this time were strong individuals of Innate Stage Four and Five.

Although these strong men were not the strongest in Emperor Qing’s Relics, they were still a considerable force!

Unexpectedly, this kid from the Dragon Realm killed seven or eight of his men as soon as he made a move.

For him, this was a great disgrace!

If he didn’t kill this kid today and snatch his treasure, even if he didn’t die, he would lose a layer of skin!

This is unbearable!

With this in mind, the red-haired middle-aged man raised his big knife and fiercely attacked White Mitchell.

While walking, the red-haired middle-aged man also roared: “Leave this brat to me, you guys, deal with his two men!

I want them dead, not alive!

Fuck, anyone who dares to ambush our Demon Wind City, I will make them pay a heavy price!”

Hearing this, White Mitchell finally knew where these people came from.

So, they are all people from Demon Wind City.

However, that’s no longer important.

No matter which of the four major city powers they are, it doesn’t make a difference to him.

Now, he just needs to kill them all and break through!

Only in this way would he have a slim chance of survival!

Otherwise, if he waits for those people who are trailing behind to catch up, they will surround him.

Even with a Holy Artifact in hand, it would probably be impossible to retreat unscathed.

With this in mind, White Mitchell’s eyes were filled with killing intent.

A loud rumble!

In a blink of an eye, a thick sense of battle emanated from White Mitchell’s eyes, spreading crazily.

Just after one encounter, White Mitchell looked like a War God standing between heaven and earth, majestic and unsurpassed.

In addition to the Holy Artifact in his hand, which seemed ordinary but exuded a formidable aura.

At this moment, White Mitchell had an undescribable aura.

Seeing this, the red-haired middle-aged man couldn’t help but be stunned, but soon, a fierce light reappeared in his eyes.

“Playing tricks, a ragtag in the Innate Third Stage, even if he has a high-ranking Spiritual Artifact, what can he do to me?” The red-haired middle-aged man’s voice turned cold, then he raised his red big knife, and swung it down fiercely.

A loud rumble!

In an instant, the red big knife, like the open sky, swung towards White Mitchell.