Chapter 1091: Chapter 1088: Dead Man
"Kill!"
The leader of the Blood Demon Sect disciples originally did not intend to spare the five people in front of him; he just didn’t want to waste too much time, so he agreed to let the unrelated people leave. Now seeing the five make their decision, he could no longer suppress the murderous intent in his heart and ordered the attack.
"Kill!"
"Leave no one alive."
A total of thirteen Blood Demon Sect disciples charged toward the five, overflowing with murderous aura.
"Let’s move; let’s break through!"
The burly man roared angrily, pushing his Yuan Qi to the limit. The Equal-brow short stick in his hand burst into intense flames, as if ignited, twisting into a massive fire column that illuminated the sky, sweeping outward.
Boom boom boom boom...
The nearby Demon Sect disciples’ attacks were equally fierce, causing the fire column to twist continuously. The impact caused layers of ground to explode, creating large pits, and the surface cracked by high heat, turning alertingly red.
Swish swish swish...
The other four Martial Artists beside him also unleashed their ultimate skills, engaging in a fierce fight with the charging Demon Sect disciples.
Nearly twenty Spiritual Rotation Realm Martial Artists clashed, creating a spectacular scene. Each encounter stirred up such a whirlwind that the desert raised massive sand clouds, blocking out the sky, visible clearly a dozen miles away.
"Is there a fight going on?"
A dozen miles away, a figure stopped and looked up at the sky, seeing the giant sandstorm rising up.
The newcomer was Luo Feng.
Sensing the unusualness of this part of the desert, he had been cautiously journeying, not encountering any danger for nearly two hours, not even a Demon Beast. At this moment, feeling the surge of Yuan Qi ahead, he immediately became alert.
"Let’s take a look..."
Without further hesitation, Luo Feng flashed forward toward the desert.
In the desert, the intense battle had reached a critical stage.
The thirteen Demon Sect disciples and five adventurous Martial Artists were evenly matched in cultivation, all at the Spiritual Rotation Realm level three to eight. The burly man and the Blood Demon Sect disciple leader were at the highest level, at the early stage of Spiritual Rotation Realm eight.
The two sides were evenly matched in the beginning, showing no significant difference, but as time went on, the numerical disadvantage of the five adventurous Martial Artists began to show.
"Blood Wind Claw!"
"Slaughter Corpse Shadow!"
"Bloody Winds and Rain."
The Demon Sect leader and two others joined forces to attack the most powerful burly man.
"Sweep away thousands of troops, Heavy Mountain to suppress Evil!"
Facing the joint attack of three people, the burly man surged with Yuan Qi, veins popping on his hands, transforming heavy mountain shadows from his Equal-brow short stick, sweeping outward.
Bam bam bam bam...
The moment the attacks collided, the entire space trembled, the sand cracking with countless fissures. Although the burly man’s combat power was strong, he was outnumbered, forced to retreat continuously.
"Die!"
Seeing the stalemate, the Blood Demon Sect leader frowned, suddenly pointed mid-air with his right hand, releasing a sharp aura, a highly condensed blood light charging toward the saber man in blue fighting other Blood Demon Sect disciples.
"How dare you!"
The burly man showed an angry expression, stepped forward, appeared in front of the blue-clothed saber man, and punched the blood light to pieces.
"Hmph, it’s you I’m killing."
The Blood Demon Sect leader appeared silently in front of the burly man to launch an attack, sending a glaring blood light bearing down with his right hand.
"Despicable!"
The burly man realized he was caught in a trap, cursed, gripping the Equal-brow short stick with both hands, striking downward.
Clang!
The Blood Demon Sect leader’s claw had gathered momentum, powerful and heavy. The burly man couldn’t hold the short stick, it flew out of his hand, leaving three bloody marks on his chest, spurting blood into the air.
"Brother Shan!"
Seeing this, the other four turned pale.
The blue-clothed saber man supported the burly man from behind, gritting his teeth, looking up at the Blood Demon Sect leader: "I’ll stay, but you let the others go."
The Blood Demon Sect leader licked his lips, grinned sinisterly, "Too late. Now none of you five should think of leaving. Judging by your skills, you must have quite a wealth on you. Kill them!"
Shhhh!
The Blood Demon Sect leader’s right hand surged with blood light, sending out a claw, five blood-colored claw shadows flashing in the air, speeding like lightning towards the only woman among the five.
"Watch out!"
A middle-aged Martial Artist blocked in front of the woman, swinging a sword to intercept the claw shadows.
Unfortunately, he underestimated the claw shadow’s speed, just as the blood light flashed, piercing through his body, continuing toward the woman behind.
Clang!
With the middle-aged Martial Artist’s hindrance, the claw shadow slowed a fraction. The woman raised her longsword, barely parrying the claw shadow but was sent flying backward, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.
Splurt!
The middle-aged Martial Artist’s body split from the middle, becoming scattered chunks, littering the ground.
"You needn’t intervene; I’ll personally deal with them."
The Blood Demon Sect leader’s expression was cruel, stepping forward, charging at the remaining four.
Shhh!
At this moment, a wide Saber Qi shot over from afar, slashing between the Blood Demon Sect leader and the adventurous Martial Artists, leaving behind a wide slash mark on the ground.
The Blood Demon Sect leader was taken aback, his foot just touching the ground when he flew back into the ranks of Demon Sect disciples, turning to the direction from which the blade light came.
Others looked in the same direction.
Swish!
A figure appeared in the golden desert rapidly enlarging, soon arriving before everyone.
The delicate-looking woman saw the newcomer and showed some surprise in her eyes. The saber strike from such a far distance still left such a terrifying slash mark, proving the newcomer is undoubtedly a master, even surpassing some in their group, like Shan Yue, the leader. Yet she did not expect him to be so young, seemingly under twenty.
After composing herself, the delicate woman performed a swordsman’s salute, grasping her sword with hands in thanks: "Thank you, young hero, for saving our lives."
Meanwhile, the Blood Demon Sect leader was also sizing up Luo Feng. Unable to discern his cultivation but seeing his youth, he grew confident, sneering: "How dare you interfere with the Blood Demon Sect, boy, you must have a bear’s heart and a leopard’s gall."
Luo Feng lifted his brows, "So it’s the Demon Sect, looks like I saved the right people."
He noticed the murderous aura of these black-robed figures, not seeming kind-hearted, hence intervened and found them to be Demon Sect disciples.
Hearing this, the Blood Demon Sect leader’s face darkened.
A Blood Demon Sect disciple noticed Luo Feng’s Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber and spoke:
"Senior brother, he’s a saber man, and looks under twenty, could he be Luo Feng?"
Hmm?
Hearing the disciple mention his name, Luo Feng was intrigued, wondering why they brought him up.
The Blood Demon Sect leader waved, chuckling coldly:
"Whether he’s Luo Feng or not, he’s a dead man in my eyes anyway. Just for blocking my blade earlier, he must die today."
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