At this moment, in the arena, only one Strong Demon Ape was facing the onslaught of three people.
The rest of the place was littered with the bodies of Strong Demon Apes, each as colossal as a small mountain, piled on the ground.
The ground was stained red with the blood of the Strong Demon Apes.
Additionally, there were six or seven human corpses, clearly killed in the battle against the Strong Demon Apes.
Among the crowd, Qin Yang recognized three familiar figures: Jiang Huo'Er, Thunder God, and Man Shan. He didn't know the others.
However, at this moment, these people's conditions were not good, all carrying injuries, and one of Man Shan's arms was twisted.
"Still too late."
Qin Yang's expression darkened, looking grim, obviously realizing that the battle with the Strong Demon Apes was nearing its end.
At that moment, Qin Yang's gaze turned towards the isolated figures of the Japanese on the open ground.
"Those Japanese!"
A cold light flickered in Qin Yang's eyes.
