Ma Yuanbai's expression gradually turned serious:
"However, I suspect that given the conflict between the two sides, they probably won't be able to take care of us."
Everyone nodded and unanimously agreed with Ma Yuanbai's idea.
The group continued along the previous route, slowly approaching the two groups of people.
......
far away.
Zhang Biao looked utterly disheveled.
His disheveled hair and dusty face spoke volumes about his destitution.
His eyes burned with fury as he looked at the shelter squad opposite him.
Zhang Biao never expected that even though he had hidden in these deep mountains, he would still be discovered by that damned refuge.
Moreover, the opposing side actually deployed the shelter's combat unit this time, and what's worse, the leader was none other than the shelter's Holy Son.
Zhang Biao had met the Holy Son before and knew his unfathomable strength.
At this moment, he roared furiously at the radiant, aloof holy son before him:
"Wang Zhaotian!"
"Don't push me too far. I've already said, I didn't kill anyone!"
The holy son opposite him remained indifferent, ignoring his words and simply waving his hand dismissively.
With that gesture, the commander beside him instantly understood.
"How dare you address the Holy Son by his name? Die!" the commander roared in fury.
Having said that, the commander charged straight at Zhang Biao at a speed so fast that it was almost invisible, like a cannonball being fired.
The commander was incredibly fast, and in the blink of an eye, he had already rushed in front of Zhang Biao.
The leader's fist was enveloped in a dazzling light, clearly indicating some kind of powerful supernatural ability.
Zhang Biao was startled, but his reaction was quick; he hurriedly raised his arms to block.
"boom!"
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