When the four words "blood-faced old demon" were spoken out, Mr. Ying's expression changed drastically.

During this period, he has also heard a lot of rumors about this "blood-faced old demon"... but he has never seen it before! But now he never thought that this blood-faced old demon actually came to kill him?

"Where is this person?"

Mr. Ying said sternly.

"Already arrived in the city!"

The trembling disciple of the Divine Sword Sect said.

Upon hearing this, the Nascent Soul Ying Lao of the Divine Sword Sect suddenly showed an ugly look on his face! "Call up people and fight against the blood-faced old demon immediately!"

He ordered the old man.

"yes!"

Then, Mr. Ying quickly shot towards the house that was walking out.

"Young Master!"

After Ying Laofei shot in, the man in gorgeous clothes, who was called the young master, was still sitting leisurely! "Young master, no, the blood-faced old demon is coming! Please go to a safe place immediately!"

After rushing in, Ying Lao said directly.

The three old Nascent Soul men sitting cross-legged on the other side changed instantly when they heard Mr. Ying say "Blood-faced Old Demon" in their mouths.

"Blood-faced old demon?

But the devil who has been rumored recently?"

An old man in the mid-stage Nascent Soul stage of the Divine Sword Sect stood up and said in surprise.

"It should be this person!"

"Damn it!! How could this devil come to us?

When did we provoke him?”

Another middle-aged man from the Divine Sword Sect couldn't help but say.

"I can't care about so much. Now, the only way is to arrange the young master to a safe place as soon as possible! Listen to you two, and escort the young master away immediately!"

He ordered the old man.

As Mr. Ying, who has the highest status among these four people, the first thing he has to do must protect the young master first! "Yes!"

"Young Master, please follow us into the teleportation array immediately!"

Two powerful Divine Sword Sect who had just spoken said to the young man in brocade clothes and clothes.

While the two men were talking, the young man in fine clothes laughed and stood up and said, "Aren't he just a little cultivator?"

Are you so scared?"

"Young Master, this person is extremely terrifying! He never leaves a living place wherever he goes, so please be careful!"

"Yes, that blood-faced old demon can even kill Mo Chen, the first formation master of Xuantian Sect! It can be seen that this person has a high cultivation level! Young Master, please follow us into the portal!"

Two powerful men from the Divine Sword Sect persuaded the young man in a gorgeous manner.

The young man in the gorgeous clothes was named: Hu Yan Mingyun, who was the legitimate son of Hu Yan Qingyun, the leader of the Divine Sword Sect. This man has an average cultivation and a moderate talent, but he is so valued by Hu Yan Qingyun.

Therefore, this guy is used to being arrogant in the Divine Sword Sect! In his eyes, let alone the Southern Region, even the Northern Region, he can make a comedy... Because he is the only son of Hu Yan Qingyun, the eight-star sect! Because he is protected by hundreds of thousands of sword cultivators of the Divine Sword Sect! This time he came to the Southern Region, Hu Yan Mingyun thought it was fun, so he came here! Now that he heard that his subordinates actually asked him to escape, he immediately showed a look of displeasure on his face and said, "Escape?"

My dignified young master of the Divine Sword Sect, how dare you let me escape?

Damn it, this is about to spread. How can I do anything about Hu Yan Mingyun in the future?"

Upon hearing this, the four old men from the Nascent Soul of the Divine Sword Sect immediately said, "Young Master! This is not the time to compete for fame. The blood-faced old demon's behavior over the past month is really terrifying! So please ask the young master to follow us into the teleportation array for his own safety!"

"Fuck!! With you four mid-stage Nascent Soul powerhouses protecting me, do I still need to escape?"

Hu Yanmingyun said arrogantly.

"Young Master..." Among them, Mr. Ying wanted to say something to persuade him, but suddenly Hu Yan Mingyun interrupted Mr. Ying's words and said angrily: "Shut up! If you can't protect me today, just wait to go home one by one and be killed by my father!"

These four powerful Divine Sword Sect masters from the Nascent Soul Stage immediately sighed helplessly.

Although they all tried their best to persuade the arrogant and domineering young master to leave, they had no choice but to commit suicide and would rather not listen.

"Everyone comes out with me. I want to see what this blood-faced old demon who has been circulating recently will look like!"

After saying that, Hu Yanmingyun's body flashed and flew out of the hall.

The four powerful Yuanying masters of the Divine Sword Sect who saw Hu Yanmingyun insisting on going out, so they could only follow him.

...The city is in the center.

A sea of ​​blood.

More than a hundred disciples of the Divine Sword Sect died there tragically.

Their bodies were piled up together, with bones full of them, and even their flesh was corroded.

Standing in the center was Lin Hao wearing a Shura mask on his face.

He was like a god of killing. When he killed all the cultivators of the Divine Sword Sect, he looked up and glanced at the many cultivators of the southern region who were nailed to the cross! Most of those cultivators were dead! The remaining few who were not dead were also covered with scars.

Lin Hao glanced at them, cast his magic, and saved them all from the cross.

The remaining more than twenty surviving Southern Region cultivators were covered in blood. After being rescued, they all stared at Lin Hao with wide eyes.

"Benefactor..." "It was the benefactor who saved us!"

"The blood-colored mask...he... seems to be the blood-faced old demon in the recent rumors?"

"ah?

No way?

Is it really him?

?”

"No matter what, thank you for saving me!"

"Thank you, the Blood-faced Old Demon!"

These poor Southern Region cultivators knelt down to Lin Hao one by one! Lin Hao was quite satisfied with his new title! He wore a Shura mask to enhance his skills, but unexpectedly, he had another title because of this! Lin Hao, wearing a Shura mask, glanced at these poor surviving cultivators with sympathy. They had a plain life, but he had no choice but to be involved in this disaster... After looking at these cultivators, Lin Hao raised his right hand, and dozens of Red Sun Pills flew out of his storage ring and landed in front of those cultivators! "Prespect! It will be good for your health!"

The cultivators were stunned, and then widened their eyes and looked at the pills in their hands.

"Is this... Chiyang Pill?"

"Is it the precious fourth-level Red Sun Pill?

Oh my God, I read it right!!"

"It's true!"

When those cultivators saw that the blood-faced old demon not only saved them, but also gave them such expensive Red Sun Pills, they all bowed to Lin Hao again.

Lin Hao waved his hand and said, "You go! It is not advisable to stay here for a long time. Next, I hope you can survive well!"

Lin Hao looked at them and said.
Chapter completed!