All this happened so fast, almost in the blink of an eye, the four disciples of Damo Liu and Luo Qingyu were all defeated, some vomited blood, some were injured...

"Feng Xiaoxun, I think you are impatient!" Di Shiyin's voice sounded cold, chilling to the bone!

The sleeves of his robe were raised slightly, and countless blood beads burst out from his fingers, spinning in the air and scattering like fireworks.

He raised his palm slightly, and a few drops of blood were quickly condensed into a scarlet light curtain, and he rushed towards it like a ball of lightning!

"Poof!" There was a muffled sound, and that extremely domineering electric light crashed into the blood curtain. The sound was like a big hammer hitting a mountain of cotton. It was indescribably dull and unspeakable.

It's weird.

The lightning was like a raging fire hitting a heavy rain, extinguished in an instant.

But that scarlet light curtain hooded his head!

Feng Xiaoxun was shocked and knew the benefits.

He suffered a big loss from this move a few years ago, but now he didn't expect that Di Shiyin would only use it if he didn't use it. Once he used it, it would be this kind of real killer move!

In his busy schedule, he didn't have time to think carefully, so he stretched out his hand to grab a demon clan disciple and threw it towards the blood curtain!

"Chi!" There was a sound, and before the demon clan disciple had time to scream, his whole body turned into ashes...

Feng Xiaoxun slapped his palms continuously, and slapped the demon disciples who were close to him towards the blood curtain, in order to block the speed of the blood curtain falling...

Those dozen monster soldiers did not become cannon fodder in vain. The blood curtain fell much slower and the color became much lighter.

Feng Xiaoxun felt happy, it seemed like a good idea!

He grabbed it again with both hands, but this time he found nothing.

The demon soldiers who originally surrounded him and cheered him on had already fled in all directions, far away from their boss...

All this happened so fast, Feng Xiaoxun threw a dozen demon clan disciples away before these demon soldiers could react.

What fool would be willing to be such cannon fodder?

The demon soldiers were immediately in chaos, running away one after another to avoid being caught by their boss——

As soon as Feng Xiaoxun caught it, he knew something was wrong. His eyes narrowed, he stomped his feet angrily, and suddenly rose into the sky.

As long as this blood curtain locks on the target, it will follow the person and rush into the sky.

Unless he ran hundreds of miles away, there was no way he could escape the pursuit of this bloody curtain.

Feng Xiao Xun Yi Heng Xin, disappeared into the clouds like lightning, fled in embarrassment, and disappeared in an instant.

Now that Feng Xiaoxun has escaped, the demon soldiers have lost their backbone and are running away in all directions.

The disciples of the Purple Lotus Sect took the opportunity to cover up the killings from behind. Most of the hundreds of demon soldiers were lost, and the rest all fled without a trace...

This sudden turn of events was beyond Luo Qingyu's expectation.

She climbed up from the water. Although the blow she had just received from Feng Xiaoxun made her blood surge, she was very excited. She couldn't help but hold the hand of the Grand Master: "Master, I didn't expect you to have such a powerful plan...

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Before she could finish her sentence, she suddenly paused!

The Grand Master's palm was as cold as ice, and she was shocked when she held it.

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