"Run!"
In such a predicament, there was no other choice left.
Though the Cloud Mist Teng Jiao looked terrifying, it was still a low-level Cold Beast; the individual power of the Rodents wasn't strong either, and though seven or eight was a considerable number, without an ambush, they were not much of a threat to the three of them.
The key was, if they didn't run now, half an hour would pass.
Xia Hong clearly felt his head starting to feel dizzy, and the temperature was dropping faster and faster, indicating that dawn was not far off.
As soon as he gave the order, the three of them simultaneously raised their swords and charged in the direction where there were only two Rodents.
The six Rodents on the other two sides reacted quickly, rushing over to try and block the three from escaping, but before they could move, the Teng Jiao above them moved first.
Whoosh…
A huge tail descended from the sky, smashing towards the three.
