Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
If he were to fight, they would have a shot at winning coupled with City Lord Lu and Duan Ye’s help. But how would they get him to make a move?
At this mont, she couldn’t help but frown. Although her profound strength had reached the Mystical Martial Divine stage, it was still impossible to go against a Immortal Venerable cultivator. However if she had used her Immortal Sacred strength coupled with Blue Edge, the odds of winning would be much higher.
Her spirit energy was sealed at the mont, and Blue Edge was not with her. She wasn’t sure how she would get through this situation.
At that mont, Blood Luo who had just killed two cultivators turned his head and his gaze passed through the crowd then landed on Feng Jiu’s beautiful face, who was dressed in red. A glimr of light entered his eyes, and in the next mont, his figure swept towards Feng Jiu at an extrely fast speed.
“Careful!”
Duan Ye shouted. He had tried to block him but he was repelled by Blood Luo’s airflow and his body couldn’t help but retreat.
Upon seeing this, Yi Xiuran shifted his body imdiately and drew forwards. At the mont Blood Luo had reached out to grab Feng Jiu, he attacked him. Everyone only saw a cold flash of light in front of them as the biting cold sword slamd towards Blood Luo. The fierce airflow shot out a cold sword potent that forced Blood Luo to retreat several tres.
His eyes squinted hostility at the man who stood in front of the girl in the red dress, his somber voice held bloodthirsty murderous intent: “Who are you?”
Yi Xiuran held his sword in front of him and stared sharply at Blood Luo: “I don’t care who you catch, but you can’t touch her.”
Feng Jiu’s eyes moved slightly when she heard this, then her eyes fell on Blood Luo. Middle-stage Immortal Venerable cultivation base, and a devilry cultivator that used vitality and blood to enhance his cultivation. His thods were vicious and his combat experience was vast. If he were to go against Yi Xiuran, it would be difficult for Yi Xiuran to win by himself.
The ten devilry cultivators under the Demon Lord all had very good cultivation bases. No wonder even though the Four Great Sects had been suppressing them, they were still running rampant on this continent.
While she was still deep in thought, City Lord Lu and Duan Ye attacked once again with their swords. The sword in Yi Xiuran’s hand also turned and a light flashed from his sword as his sword flew out.
The four figures fought in midair. Though none of the other cultivators had dared to step forward, none left either. They were standing guard below and had retreated by so distance so that they weren’t affected by the powerful pressure.
Blood Luo’s hands turned into claws all of a sudden and he grabbed City Lord Lu’s robe, he had also managed to grab so of the skin and flesh from his shoulder, which left so shocking bloodstains.
“Father!” Lu Xiyan’s heart leapt, her hands covered her mouth as she cried out in exclamation.
“Ughh!”
City Lord Lu groaned. He fell from midair as he held a hand over the wound on his shoulder. The blood couldn’t stop bleeding from the wound on his shoulder, and after a while, his hand was covered in blood.
“Ha ha ha ha ha! The City Lord of Inland River City is nothing more than just a na!”
Blood Luo raised his head and laughed. His laughter stopped abruptly and his eyes fixed on Feng Jiu once again. It seed that he was really fixated with her. However, he also knew that if he had wanted to catch her, he would have to get rid of the other two people who were in his way first. Therefore, his bloodthirsty eyes rolled and fell on Duan Ye’s body.
“Kid, this devil will send you off today!” As soon as his sinister voice had fallen, his hands rose and the airflow around him condensed fiercely....
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