The crowd at the market had already evacuated.
The U-level evil demon floated in mid-air, about to form a seal skill, but it was scattered by an invisible force from the void.
It opened its mouth to cast a spell, immediately sensing something striking towards it, forcing it to close its mouth and turn its face.
In the next instant.
Wu Xiaode appeared beside it.
Just as he was about to throw a punch, Nan Li, who was observing from the side, suddenly shouted loudly:
"Hold on!"
"Hold on for as long as you can, it's beneficial for you, Little Wu!"
Wu Xiaode's punch hit nothing but air.
The U-level evil demon dodged, appearing hundreds of meters away in an instant, laughing:
"You think I can't see through your combat strategy?"
"The void can act for you, interrupting all magic, allowing you to forcefully enter close combat."
"In other words, you have great confidence in close-quarters combat."
"But if I unleash a powerful spell, you're finished—"
