Chapter 1094: Chapter 1091: Corpse Ghost Taoist, Crisis!
Ten thousand miles of clear skies, the scorching air filled with an intense smell of blood.
In the desert, twenty to thirty disciples of the Blood Demon Sect were locked in fierce battle with five figures.
"Shaking Mountain Primal Chaos Staff!"
"Falling Leaves Scattered Wind."
"Green Wood Sky Slash..."
"Breaking Cloud Palm!"
Heaven and earth’s Yuan Qi erupted; a rod shadow over ten meters tall, resembling a small mountain, smashed down with numerous lingering shadows, crushing a Blood Demon Sect disciple attempting to defend, turning him into a pulp, while the nearby disciples were also destabilized.
At this moment, sword lights like autumn leaves and a streak of cyan saber light, along with Glaze Palm Gang, followed closely, causing several Blood Demon Sect disciples who couldn’t evade to stagger back, with bloody marks appearing on their bodies.
"All together, kill them!"
Nearby Blood Demon Sect disciples’ eyes flashed murderously as they rushed towards the five.
"Slash!"
A cold shout rang out, followed by a massive saber light extending over a hundred meters.
Swish!
The saber light flickered in the void and suddenly retracted, causing blood mist to explode as the charging Blood Demon Sect disciples stiffened in place, then fell to the ground lifeless.
The battle quickly concluded.
Within several hundred meters of desert, there were corpses of Blood Demon Sect disciples everywhere, the golden sand dyed a glaring bloody red.
Most of these corpses were slain by the Saber Gang, only four or five were crushed into pulp, divided by chaotic blades.
"More and more are coming."
Wiping off the bloodstains on Emperor Yan’s Sky-breaking Saber, Luo Feng glanced at the corpses on the ground, with a slight frown.
The delicate young woman nodded, her charming face flushed, panting lightly. Others showed signs of exhaustion too.
Since the fire storm ended, Blood Demon Sect disciples appeared more frequently in the desert, they fought almost constantly with hardly any time for rest.
"We’ve exited the most dangerous area of Red Flame Desert, if we head north for three to four hundred miles, we can leave the desert," the robust, bearded man said, looking off into the distance.
Luo Feng smiled bitterly in his heart, things couldn’t be that simple.
The Blood Demon Sect dispatched thousands of Spiritual Rotation Realm martial artists and ten Demon General level experts for him, determined never to let him return to the Canglang Dynasty.
Unexpectedly, those three or four hundred miles are surely fraught with peril, the ten Demon General level experts might be there.
But now, there are no other choices, he cannot stay in Red Flame Desert forever, nor miss the New Dragon List Tournament. Shui Linglong mentioned the first prize of the New Dragon List Tournament is extraordinary, immensely beneficial for his cultivation.
"Let’s go."
Exhaling, Luo Feng was about to move, his eyes suddenly narrowed, turning to gaze at another corpse.
It was a young martial artist lying amidst several corpses, a slash mark over a foot long on his back, his black robe soaked in blood, his face ashen, utterly lifeless.
Yet, just moments ago, Luo Feng sensed a hint of Yuan Qi emanating from him.
"Perhaps it’s an illusion?"
Luo Feng furrowed his brows but, being naturally cautious, stepped closer.
It was just then that a sudden change occurred.
Swish!
The young Blood Demon Sect disciple suddenly opened his eyes, glancing at Luo Feng, his palms slapped the ground.
Bang!
A wave of air exploded, sand and dust surged skyward, the young Blood Demon Sect disciple took advantage, his figure shot forth like an arrow at incredible speed.
The unexpected turn of events startled the five present.
Luo Feng reacted the fastest.
"Trying to escape?"
With cold eyes, Luo Feng’s expression remained indifferent, using Sky Cloud Step, he chased the young Blood Demon Sect disciple to within a hundred meters, pressing a palm down.
Rumble...
The massive Palm Gang, like dark clouds, suppressed the young Blood Demon Sect disciple.
"Not good!"
His expression changed drastically, knowing avoidance was impossible, he gritted his teeth, retrieved a blood-colored iron pellet from his chest, and infused Yuan Qi into it.
Boom!
The Palm Gang bore down, a clear cracking sound emanated from his body, mouth pouring fresh blood, he fell downward.
At the same time.
Swoosh!
A sharp whistle, a flame light shot to the sky.
Not good!
Seeing the fire light, Luo Feng’s heart sank, unable to stop it.
Boom!
A loud noise came from the sky, dazzling light erupted, blood-red radiance gathered and remained in the sky like a bloody sun, radiating endless light.
Plop!
The young Blood Demon Sect disciple’s body hit the ground, a bout of fresh blood spilled out, his eyes fixated on Luo Feng, then an eerie grin spread, his face contorted fiercely, before his head drooped, dying.
Gazing at the young disciple’s body, Luo Feng furrowed his brow deeply.
He felt this young Blood Demon Sect disciple knew him.
During the hunting tournament, there were Blood Demon Sect disciples who had seen him, not many, but not none either, this person might be among them.
"Now we’re in trouble..."
Lifting his gaze to the sky’s blood sun, Luo Feng’s eyes twinkled, taking a deep breath.
...
At that moment, within a hundred miles of the blood sun’s rise location, countless Blood Demon Sect disciples raised their heads.
"Coagulated Blood Melting Fire Bomb! Someone has found Luo Feng’s trace!"
"Go inform the Demon Generals, Luo Feng has caused us severe losses, even Blood Poison Demonic General and Blood Saber Demon General can’t survive in Canglang Dynasty, he mustn’t leave Red Flame Desert alive!"
"Right, let’s go now. If we kill Luo Feng, it’ll be a great achievement! The rewards will surely be abundant, maybe a Nine-turns Blood Spirit Pill!"
"Nine-turns Blood Spirit Pill? Tsk, you’re too greedy, such a sacred medicine is hard even for Demon Generals, unlikely to fall to us. Anyway, you’re right, time is pressing, let’s go!"
Instantly, the whole desert erupted in activity, countless figures darting towards the location of the blood sun’s gathering, even the demon beasts within the Red Flame Desert were intimidated by this terrifying atmosphere, hiding themselves away.
In a section of the desert, a lone black-clad figure walked slowly.
This desert’s Fire Yuan Qi was extremely volatile, with fierce fire pillars constantly erupting skyward, yet the figure didn’t care, strolling leisurely, the approaching fire pillars seemingly neutralized by an invisible force, vanishing completely.
Suddenly, the figure raised his head, gazing far into the sky.
In his eyes, there were no pupils, only two points of blood light flickering on and off.
As if sensing something, the two points of blood light in his eye sockets turned fiery blood-red, glowing brightly, a cold laugh emanated from beneath the black robe, non-human.
"Heh heh... Finally caught you. I want to see who dares to kill my Corpse Ghost Taoist’s beloved disciple."
If anyone were present to hear these words, they’d be speechless with shock.
Corpse Ghost Taoist ranked within the top eighty of the Blood Demon Sect’s 108 Blood Demon Generals, Blood Poison Demonic General was a disciple he took thirty years ago.
Bang!
Corpse Ghost Taoist swept his black robe, causing Yuan Qi within thousands of meters to suddenly riot, Evil Qi Yuan Fire soared skyward, dyeing half the sky with fiery light, hidden bones beneath the sand erupted, gathering towards him.
In moments, countless bone fragments coalesced into a gigantic shadow.
The shadow took the form of a black bird with a single horn, its wingspan astonishingly reached a hundred meters, its eyes bearing ghostly blood flames, filled with ferocious and brutal energy.
Screech!
The bird let out a piercing cry, its wings flickered, fierce winds surged, carrying Corpse Ghost Taoist forward swiftly, vanishing in an instant.
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