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"Hahahaha, she is indeed the woman that my blood demon ancestor likes. I like this character!"

As the sound fell, another giant bat-like puppet slowly fell down.

Dozens of men in black jumped down.

The scene suddenly became a commotion.

A large space was vacated in the square.

Feng Wuhen, who originally looked unhappy, suddenly changed his expression.

Blood Soul Sect, a relatively alternative sect in the world of cultivation.

They improve their strength by refining human blood.

With this special cultivation method, the strength of the entire sect has reached a near-first-class level.

Compared to their second-rate Qingfeng Pavilion, it is still stronger.

This blood demon ancestor is the sect leader.

For a High Level female cultivator like her, she didn't covet her for a day or two.

If the other party really refines all the cultivation bases, then the other party's strength may be able to break through to the Martial Emperor.

Both sides have Quasi-Emperor level strength. Now that he appears here, what does it mean?

The Blood Demon Ancestor waved his hand.

Laughing proudly.

He looked at the people around him.

"Everyone, if Qingfeng Pavilion refuses to accept the disciples, we Blood Soul Sect will accept them."

"Those who are looked down upon by Qingfeng Pavilion, I will give you a chance to trample them under my feet in the future."

"Join me Blood Soul Sect. You will have a bright future."

Those First Grade martial soul owners who were looked down upon before now all see hope.

After all, there is no such thing as Demon Dao here.

Blood Soul Sect is only one branch of the cultivation sect.

"I want to join."

"I also want!"

"And I."

Everyone moved towards the Blood Soul Sect, and even the people who were originally lining up at Qingfeng Pavilion also changed their doors.

Feng Wuhen frowned, tapped his toes on the ground, and his whole body turned into a white light. He easily used his strength to reach the square.

"Old man, what do you mean? This is the time for Qingfeng Pavilion to recruit disciples."

"What do you mean by coming here to rob someone in public?"

Follow the rules of the cultivation world.

This kind of thing is expressly prohibited.

Otherwise, conflicts and frictions between sects may easily occur.

It's not that they don't want to see this kind of friction, but this kind of thing can easily involve mortals.

Lin Yuxi was a little worried.

Pulled Jiang Chuan's sleeve.

"Husband, why don't you go help this girl?"

Jiang Chuan rolled his eyes.

"What if I get caught up in that crazy woman?"

"Ah, this."

Lin Yuxi didn't know how to answer this.

Although I didn’t read everything just now.

But I also somewhat understood the strangeness of that woman.

Feng Wuqing was a little worried about his master.

Come to the handrail and stare down.

The Blood Demon Ancestor was not affected by her aura at all.

It's rare to see this woman go out, so naturally I can't miss such a good opportunity.

"Wuhen, you should understand what I mean. If you follow me, you won't suffer any loss."

"Old guy, a person who is almost buried in his old age. Such poor qualifications. How dare you say this?"

"Haha, let alone the cultivation world, there is no difference in age in the entire wilderness. If you have strength, you can naturally have more women."

Feng Wuhen showed a sneer.

"Just you? Don't let me get away from you when you do it."

"Hehe. You can rest assured about this. Despite my age, I am very capable in bed."

"Wait until you taste the taste of my ancestor. You won't react like this now."

The Blood Demon Ancestor looked very confident, and a trace of unnoticeable guilt flashed across his eyes.

Don't look at his harsh words.

This is not the case at all.

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But none of this matters.

As long as he can overpower her in terms of momentum, that's enough.

Feng Wuhen smiled faintly and took out a green long sword from the ring.

A beautiful sword flower danced in the air.

A sword pointed at the old ghost opposite.

"Come on, let me see why you dare to have thoughts about me."

The overall strength of Qingfeng Pavilion is indeed not that of the opponent.

But that's because his disciples don't have as many disciples as the other party.

In terms of low-end combat power, they have a crushing advantage.

But in terms of high-end combat power, her Quasi-Emperor is not a vegetarian either.

The Blood Demon Ancestor waved his hand.

"Go ahead and dye her white dress your color."

"yes!"

A group of Blood Soul Sect disciples rushed forward.

When Feng Qingqing saw this scene, his face darkened, he drew out his long sword and shot it directly from the second floor of the teahouse.

"You want to use the human wave tactic, it's delusional!"

All the Blood Demon Sect disciples were blocked by her sword, and a powerful impact blocked the way for all of them.

How could the people around me dare to watch such a battle?

If you don't want to die in an unknown situation, you have only one choice.

Everyone dispersed in the spacious square.

Only people from the two sects and a few people in the teahouse were left.

In some corners, there are still some brave ones.

But such people are only a handful.

Jiang Chuan drank tea calmly, while Old Wang opposite him felt a little guilty.

He stretched out his head and looked outside.

"Aren't we going to run?"

"It's okay. I'll cover you."

Old Wang looked at him suspiciously.

"You are sure, don't think that just because you can fight a little at home, you can show off here."

"If it gets affected, none of us will be able to get away with it."

Wu Meiniang chuckled.

"Don't worry, Brother Wang, our husband is very capable of fighting."

With that ambiguous look, all the women knew what she was referring to.

Their pretty faces were slightly hot, and their eyes were a little evasive.

Jiang Chuan pretended not to see it and looked at the battle below.

People from both sides were fighting back and forth.

Feng Qingwu's own fighting power is not weak.

One person can deal with dozens of Blood Demon Sect disciples with ease.

It's just that this group of people uses a life-threatening fighting style.

In order to restrict her movements, he even risked his life.

A sword pierces a person's heart.

Blood spurts out.

This Blood Demon Sect disciple didn't care at all about this fatal injury.

She held her sword tightly with both hands and refused to let go, with a look of madness in her eyes.

The others saw the opportunity and jumped on it.

Feng Wuqing was not affected by him at all.

The Ruthless Sword Technique moved quickly, and the Sentimental Sword in her hand was stimulated by this mysterious force and quickly spun in her hand.

The Blood Demon Sect disciple who was holding the sword tightly was instantly twisted into blood mist under this mysterious force.

When the sword was swung out, a powerful circular black energy band at 360 degrees formed an omnidirectional sharp shock wave that spread out.

All the disciples who rushed up spat out mouthfuls of blood and flew backwards.

They all fell to the ground one by one, with varying degrees of injuries appearing on their bodies.

Some of those with poor cultivation were cut into two pieces directly under this sword.

Bloody internal organs were scattered on the ground, and his eyes were widened, showing a look of death.

There was a burst of applause.

The Blood Demon Ancestor nodded with satisfaction.

"Yes, your apprentice's qualifications are very good. It just so happens that I have a junior who admires the ruthless fairy very much."

"Take this opportunity for you to have a good exchange."

"Che Lun, have fun with the ruthless fairy. Remember not to hurt the other person. It's not pretty if you lose your appearance."