Zhou Yu was also stunned by the sudden reversal of the situation.
It wasn't until he felt Zhou Yu's icy gaze that he snapped back to reality.
Zhou Yu's face changed, and he took a step back,
"What do you want to do?"
"Stop him for me."
At Zhou Yu's command, more than a dozen guards charged toward Zhou Yu.
However, their lead guard had been crippled by Zhou Yu.
The highest cultivation among these small fries was only at the beginning of the Saint Realm.
To Zhou Yu, they were not much of a challenge.
He opened his mouth, letting out a long howl.
Howl—
A terrifying wave of sound burst forth from Zhou Yu's mouth, and with the enhancement of his Saint Realm Primordial Spirit, spread outward in all directions.
The charging guards were stunned by Zhou Yu's Demonic Roar.
Zhou Yu immediately unleashed the Eight Desolate Fist, its force sweeping through.
None of these guards could match Zhou Yu.
