The Blood Demon Thief let out a terrible scream, piercing and piercing, like a terrible ghost howling from hell.

I saw him holding the Blood Demon Knife in one hand and slashing it lightly on the palm of his left hand.

A puff of blood flew out and drifted into the air, all swallowed by the Blood Demon Knife.

In an instant, dazzling blood flowed on the Blood Demon Knife's body, treacherous and gloomy, and it was indescribably gloomy.

Whew!

A strange cry floated out from the Blood Demon Knife and resounded in the square.

The voice had a strange magical power, which fell on the ears of many disciples, making them lose their minds and begin to lose their spirits.

Yes!

Some disciples couldn't bear it anymore and let out a cry of pain from their mouths.

"Close your ears and keep to the altar!"

Mingxin Dao shouted.

Then, with a movement of his body, he came to the disciple and pointed at the center of his eyebrows, which greatly reduced the pain on the latter's face.

The hearts of the disciples were terrified, and they hurriedly closed their breath and concentrated, and their pain was greatly reduced.

"Blood Demon Devouring the World!"

The Blood Demon Thief's face was fierce, and a sinister smile came out of his mouth.

He urged the True Qi, and one after another blood-colored True Qi flew out, mixing with the blood-colored sword, condensing a huge illusory skull.

The skull was blood-colored, filled with a thick blood mist, and the stench was incomparable.

Call!

As soon as the skull appeared, it let out a sharp whistling sound, and its huge mouth opened its mouth, erupting with a terrifying devouring force.

A blood-colored tornado appeared, condensing blood snakes, blood wolves, blood arrows, and blood blades......

Overwhelmed, under the cover of Ming Yuan Daoren.

"Broken!"

Ming Yuan Daoren's expression was indifferent, no sadness or joy, and he raised his hand and punched out, which was very ordinary.

A rushing momentum erupted from the fist wind.

No matter how the blood-colored skull swallowed the sky, he only stood still, unaffected in the slightest.

Bang!

A single impact made the blood skull crumble and collapse.

"Damn it!"

The blood demon thief was shocked, and he couldn't imagine that he could not help the Ming Yuan Daoist with such a trick.

As a result, the task assigned by the second elder could not be completed, and it was wishful thinking to enter the Lin family as a deacon.

Not only will they be seriously injured by the Ming Yuan Dao people, but they will continue to be hunted down.

No, absolutely not!

"Poof!"

The Blood Demon Thief gritted his teeth, his face showing cruelty and ferocity, and he punched him in the chest, spurting out a mouthful of blood again.

Condensed into a bloody arrow and submerged into the skull's eyebrows.

With the blessing of this mouthful of essence blood, the blood-colored skull seemed to have taken a great tonic, which became more violent and more powerful.

Ming Yuan Daoren's eyes narrowed, and he punched several times in an instant.

The moves are light and light, clear and traceless, clear and ethereal, and majestic.

A terrifying fist erupted, slamming into the blood-colored skull, sending out bursts of friction and collision.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Ming Yuan Daoist snorted, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Haha, take advantage of your illness and kill you. ”

Seeing that the Ming Yuan Dao people were so strong, the Blood Demon Thief hesitated in his heart, and when he saw the former's condition, he immediately laughed and said.

Now, control the skull to burst into a more powerful attack.

"Senior brother!"

Seeing the situation of the Ming Yuan Dao people, the Ming Xin Dao people showed worry on their faces and exclaimed.

Sure enough, the senior brother's injury still could not be completely suppressed.

The Blood Demon Thief controlled the blood-colored skull and defeated the Ming Yuan Dao people, who turned pale like a piece of paper.

"See how long you can endure!"

Under the mountain gate, Second Elder Lin Tianze has been paying attention to the situation above.

Seeing the Blood Demon Thief being forced to retreat step by step, his teeth itched with anger, and he wanted to slap him to death.

Just this waste, I still want to enter the Lin family as a deacon, and it's almost the same as being a pig.

If it spoils his good deeds, he will be killed.

At this moment, seeing the Blood Demon Thief exerting his might, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Let's go, take the disciple and leave!"

Ming Yuan Daoist roared.

His injuries exploded, and he couldn't hold out for long, and if he wanted to repel the Blood Demon Thief, he was afraid that it was unlikely.

For today's plan, I can only fight for a life and bless my disciples with a way to live.

"Sect Master, people are in the sect, and they will live and die with the sect!"

"Live and die with the sect!"

Seeing that the Ming Yuan Dao people were desperately supporting, and the blood in his mouth was sprayed, staining the clothes on his chest, many disciples shouted.

It is true that they also have awe, and they also have fear.

However, there is more morality in the heart.

How could he see the sect master fighting desperately, in exchange for a life for himself, and survived.

"Stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood. ”

"If the disciples listen to the order, they can be dismissed and leave quickly!"

Mingxin Daoist roared and walked towards Mingyuan Daoren.

He grew up in the sect since he was a child, and this is his home, even if he dies, he will die in this place.

"Hey, it's late!"

The Blood Demon Thief sneered, urging the Blood Skeleton to erupt violently, shaking the Ming Yuan Dao people away.

A huge coercion permeated the field, watching everyone.

Although the disciples were frightened on their faces, they still persevered in their hearts.

"Niubi, I'll send you to the west first!"

The Blood Demon Thief's gaze turned, and he landed on the body of the Ming Yuan Daoist, and shouted.

The seal in his hand, the blood skeleton opened its mouth, and spewed out a bloody arrow, cutting through the void and shooting towards the Ming Yuan Daoist.

"Sect Master!"

Mingxin Daoren's face changed drastically, and he screamed.

He wanted to rush over and block this blow for the Ming Yuan Daoist, but he was too late.

"Stop!"

At this moment, a burst of cheers sounded in the mountain behind the Guiyuan Sect.

Immediately after, a figure quickly swept in.

At the same time, a sky-crossing sword qi appeared, sharp and sharp, slashing towards the Blood Demon Thief.

The Blood Demon Thief's face changed, and under this blow, there was a tremor of fear in his heart.

This kind of feeling was only born when facing the second elder.

The second elder, Lin Tianze, is a supreme grandmaster.

The strength of the people who come is about to come out!

"Block!"

Puff puff!

The Blood Demon Thief's complexion changed drastically, the corners of his eyes burst out, and a large ball of blood spurted out from his mouth, and the whole person was extremely depressed.

The blood-colored skull exploded several times and stopped in front of him.

Poof!

As if tearing paper, the blood skeleton was cut in half with a gentle click.

Under the terrifying gaze of the Blood Demon Thief, the sword qi slashed in front of him.

"How so?"

Seeing a sword qi flying from outside the sky, the momentum was amazing, and the disciples thought that they had come to the rescue and could kill the blood demon thief in one fell swoop.

Unexpectedly, the thunder was heavy and the rain was small, which looked scary.

"It's okay, I'm okay!"

Feeling that the sword qi passed in front of him, and he did not have the slightest effect, the blood demon thief was overjoyed and shouted.

It turned out to be a paper tiger, which worried him for a long time.

Thinking of this, he looked up at the figure, and murderous intent burst out of his eyes.

Fang Cai's blow almost scared him to pee.

"You ......"

The Blood Demon Thief roared.

Poof!

As soon as he spit out a word, his eyes glared fiercely, and when he looked down, the blood on his chest spurted wildly, like a fountain.

His body was split in two from his left rib to his right abdomen.

With a pop, his body slammed to the ground, blood gurgling out and staining the ground. numerous

The man looked stunned and looked up.

A figure appeared, thin and slender, with an elegant face, like a weak scholar in ancient times.

It's hard to imagine that such a person killed the Blood Demon Thief with one sword.

The strength is even stronger than that of the sect leader Ming Yuan Daoren.