The blood mist was so thick that it couldn't be dispersed at all. People outside wanted to attack, help, and rescue, but they couldn't see anything.

In the blink of an eye, the blood mist exploded in all directions.

The seven mummified corpses flew out like bombs, the sword light flashed, and with a clang sound like a poisonous snake spat out a letter, they clashed head-on with a ninth-grade saint master.

The ninth-level Saint master staggered back, and the Night Demon immediately spun again into the thicker blood mist. The blood mist spread crazily, and the thirteen Jinyun Sect masters who could not dodge were once again pulled into the blood mist and disappeared instantly.

"Jiejiejie..."

Crazy and cruel laughter sounded like ghosts from left to right in the blood mist.

The sword's light was like a cold moon, flashing crazily thirteen times in the blood mist.

Hate the Heavenly Sword!

Shrouded in the blood mist, the power of the Hattian Sword was brought to its fullest. Puff puff... more blood mist rose up.

Twenty-six pieces of corpses were separated in neat rows on the left and right. The internal organs were flowing all over the ground, but not a drop of blood fell on the ground.

The blood mist rushes wildly.

Four ninth-grade saint-level masters shouted at the same time: "Stop him!"

With a bang, the blood mist rippled, turning into a bloody whirlwind and rolled to the left. With a scream, another person's head flew up three feet high, spinning in the air, his eyes condensing with panic and despair.

The two of them vomited blood and rolled over, but blood spurted out uncontrollably every time they rolled.

By the time it stopped rolling, it had turned into a mummy.

The blood mist rolled and the blood sea undulated like waves, and it actually dragged a saint-level ninth-grade master into it.

Night Demon's cruel voice: "You think I can't kill a ninth-level saint, let me kill one and show you!"

The blood mist shakes!

There were constant sounds of intense collisions inside, with swords clashing and palms clashing, all in a steady stream.

There was an explosion, and a muffled groan came from inside: "Take...the leader away..."

But before he finished speaking, a sword light suddenly flashed past with the power of heaven, earth, sun and moon.

A human head flew more than twenty feet with a pop, spinning and floating alone in the air.

The blood mist suddenly dodged away.

A headless corpse was revealed, spinning continuously, with a round column of blood spurting out from the neck cavity. It instantly turned into a mummy, still spinning, and finally fell to the ground with a pop.

The entire audience was silent, watching this scene in horror.

After a while.

puff.

The heads in the sky fell down, and they landed without knowing where they were, making a dull landing sound.

A ninth-grade saint was killed by Night Demon before he could take a breath.

Qi Tianyue's legs were weak with fear, and everyone looked at the thick and swollen mist of blood in front of them in horror.

I couldn't help but step back.

In the blood mist, Fang Che vomited a small mouthful of blood, and then swallowed a pill. In the blood mist, his momentum suddenly returned to its peak.

The blood mist suddenly dispersed, and with a hiss, it turned into a thick and long blood dragon, with lifelike scales and horns, teeth and claws, circling and dancing around the night demon.

And the figure of Night Demon finally appeared in front of everyone again.

He looked at the Jin Yun Cult members in front of him with a stern look, and a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Jie Jie Jie... The Golden Demon Sect? Jie Jie Jie..."

Everyone's face was pale and their eyes were frightened.

Fifty-one people besieged Night Demon, but he killed thirty-three in an instant!

Even, including a ninth-grade saint.

No one in the Jinyun Sect has actually fought against the Night Demon; they just heard that the Night Demon kills the whole world and is invincible. It is invincible in the plan of cultivating Gu to become a god, and there is no single general under his command.

Including Qi Tianyue, the leader of the Jinyun Sect, he never had a real fight with the Night Demon during his plan to raise Gu to become a god.

Before taking action, I was naturally confident: Although the night demon is awesome, but more than fifty saints among us can't kill a single night demon?

I heard others boasting about it is so ridiculous... Today I am going to break the myth.

But even if he was crazy, he never expected that such a situation would happen in a fight.

Everyone, including the remaining three ninth-grade saints, were scared out of their wits at this moment!

At this time, they regretted infinitely.

I truly understand a saying: There is no false person under the great reputation!

A great person can’t be proven by just bragging!

Fang Che was surrounded by blood dragons, flying in circles with their blood-filled mouths, trying to devour anyone they chose.

He now has a cruel look on his face, blood dripping from the tip of his sword, surrounded by blood dragons, mummies everywhere, and his eyes are ferocious.

He really looks more like a devil than a devil.

Even if Sun Wutian is here now, he is not as evil as the current Night Demon.

He held the long sword casually with one hand, and the tip of the Hades Emperor's sword made a harsh sound on the rocks on the ground.

Fang Che walked forward step by step with a cruel smile.

He took a step forward, and the eighteen people opposite him took a step back.

His eyes were horrified, his heart was like a beating drum, his heart was broken, and his will to fight was broken.

Especially the leader Qi Tianyue is so frightened that his eyes are scattered.

The sound of Fang Che's footsteps was like soul-stirring gongs and drums, and every sound resounded in everyone's hearts.

Looking at the frightened eyes of the people in front of him, Fang Che's eyes were fierce, and suddenly he leaned forward suddenly, ready to pounce, and growled in his mouth: "Roar!!"

"Ahhhh..."

A master next to Qi Tianyue turned around and ran away. The other man trembled and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang!

Qi Tianyue was also so frightened that his legs trembled and he almost screamed.

But then he discovered that the Night Demon didn't actually pounce on him. He just stood there and roared.

Suddenly...the faces of everyone in the Jin Yun Sect turned into the color of pig liver.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Fang Che laughed up and down: "Hahaha...it's so funny! I'm so happy...is this the special Jinyun Sect? Is this the master of the Golden Demon Sect? This is ridiculous...the Golden Demon Sect is so famous.

Head, isn’t it just a bunch of pustules? Hahaha..."

"shut up!"

A ninth-level saint-level master couldn't help but roared: "Night Demon, don't be proud!"

Fang Che looked at the old man with interest and said with a smile: "Excuse me, I defeated all of you by myself, why can't I be proud?"

"What are you doing to stop my triumph?"

"With the cry of your defeated dogs?"

Fang Che laughed loudly: "Qi Tianyue!"

"Night Demon!" Qi Tianyue was already terrified, because he clearly realized one thing: Night Demon is really not comparable to him!

It's not something you can surpass yourself.

Although they both belong to the leader of a subordinate sect, there is a world of difference between Night Demon and himself...!

"Qi Tianyue, what else do you have to say?" Fang Che looked at him playfully.

"Night Demon... This time our Jinyun Sect... admits defeat!"

Qi Tianyue gritted his teeth and said: "I just passed the news to my father and to Commander Feng Yun... You can't kill me!"

"We are a master of the Golden Demon Sect, such as Ruyun. If you kill me, my father will not let you go, and the chief commander will not let you go either..."

Qi Tianyue stepped back step by step.

Fang Che moved forward step by step, with a half-smiling expression on his face, and said lightly: "What else?"

"From now on... Brother Night Demon will be the boss from now on. What happened this time was my fault!"

Qi Tianyue's face was covered with sweat and he simply gave in.

"not enough!"

Fang Che put away the smile on his face and said coldly, "Let's talk about it again!"

"My little brother is a piece of shit!"

Qi Tianyue knelt down with a pop: "Brother Night Demon... just let me go. I was wrong. I should never have thought of such an idea... Brother Night Demon..."

He actually slapped himself in the face, loud and hard: "Brother Night Demon, all your mistakes are my fault! I want to live!"
To be continued...