"Chu Yan!" A beastman saw his brother die tragically, shouted, turned, and charged at Zhou Leng, wanting to avenge his brother.
Someone in the rear seized the opportunity and suddenly fired a demonized crossbow arrow, piercing straight through his heart.
Three beastmen fell one after another in a short time.
"Retreat!" The beastmen leader gave Zhou Leng a fierce glare, ordered his men to grab the skin bag for the corpses, and led the remaining beastmen to retreat through a randomly chosen passage.
Zhao Le shouted loudly, "Thank you, Zhou Leng, for your righteous assistance. You also have earned the qualification to obtain the Dust Demon Fruit."
Zhou Leng glanced at the Dust Demon Fruit, climbed up the trunk, leapt up, and grabbed a Dust Demon Fruit hanging from a branch in mid-air, before landing steadily.
There was not the slightest slip.
Zhou Leng glanced at Zhao Le and the others, then ran into the next passage.
Lou Fei Qiong and his group were dumbfounded.
