Wangjia Village, the largest village in the vicinity, has hundreds of households and nearly 3,000 villagers, who have lived on fishing for generations, and it was a peaceful scene three days ago.

Now it has become the base camp of the demon cultivators, most of the villagers are imprisoned, and hundreds of people are reduced to the blood food of the demon cultivators every day, dying miserably and painfully.

On this night, Qian Hu led the demon extermination team here, and they ambushed in a bush not far from the village, carefully observing the situation inside.

At this time, the demon cultivators were clearly partying, they built piles of bonfires, brutally dismembered the corpses of the dead, and grilled them on the fire, while they drank and had fun.

At this time, every conscientious warrior would feel indignant and looked at Qian Hu one after another, expecting him to rush into the enemy camp as soon as he gave the order.

Although Qian Hu was also very angry, he knew that the strength of the enemies he had to face this time was not the same as those he had encountered during the day, so he had to be cautious.

After observing for a long time, he said: "When we rush in, we will concentrate on solving those martial apprentices and martial artists, if you find that you are coming out, you should stay away and leave it to me to solve, you know?"

"Yes, Elder Qian, give the order!"

"Okay, everyone rush me!"

Qian Hu took the lead and entered the village, and when the long sword was waved, several people were killed.

Everyone followed, slaughtered into the village, looking for their respective opponents, for a while, Wangjia Village was full of fire, roaring constantly.

Zhan Chen also ran into an opponent, a demon cultivator with a mid-level martial artist cultivation.

The demon cultivator didn't seem to know the situation he was in, staring greedily at Zhan Chen's body, and said with a smile: "It's really a good body of essence blood! If I suck you dry, I'm afraid I can break through the high level of martial arts!"

Zhan Chen sneered: "You guy who is not a ghost or a ghost, I will send you to the West Heaven immediately!"

He stepped on the flowing clouds, and used the golden sword technique in his hand, wanting to fight quickly, but the demon cultivator made a few moves against him, and he felt invincible, so he turned around and ran.

Zhan Chen hurriedly chased forward, but saw that the demon cultivator was running, taking out a pill from his arms and stuffing it into his mouth, swallowing it. Only then did he stop and turn his head to stare at Zhan Chen, as if he was looking at a dead man.

Zhan Chen saw that his expression was different, and he also stopped suspiciously and confronted him.

The demon cultivator smiled and said, "Boy, you admit that you are stronger than me, but that is only before I swallow this powerful blood pill, now let you famous and decent people see the true strength of our demon sect." ”

Speaking of this, the demon cultivator's face suddenly showed a look of pain, and then his whole body began to tremble, his skin began to redden, his green tendons began to be exposed, and his two eyeballs protruded even more from his sockets, becoming extremely terrifying.

It wasn't until this series of changes was over that the guy showed a hint of an evil smile, and rushed towards Zhan Chen with a single step, and the long sword in his hand slashed at Zhan Chen's body.

Zhan Chen's pupils shrank, his speed was so fast, he hurriedly raised his sword to block it, only to hear the ding, he felt a huge force coming from his hand, and the Ruijin Sword was almost about to fly out of his hand, so he hurriedly took a few steps back, dissolving this power, and was surprised in his heart: "How did this demon cultivation strength suddenly become stronger, and its strength and speed are even more direct to the high-level powerhouses of martial artists!"

"Jie Ji, this is the power of the second-order intermediate elixir Powerful Blood Pill, which can squeeze the potential of the body of a martial artist, and increase the combat power by nearly three layers, of course, if you righteous people use it, it will inevitably be deficient in qi and blood, and the foundation will be damaged, our demon gate is different, as long as you suck the essence blood of a few people, you can make up for it all. The demon cultivator said this, and he looked quite proud.

Zhan Chen's eyes became solemn, if this was the case, I am afraid it would be difficult to take him down.

"You go die!" the demon cultivator swooped down on Zhan Chen again, and the sword in his hand beckoned to Zhan Chen's vital point.

This time, it seems that the roles have been reversed, the demon cultivator is the main attacker, and Zhan Chen is trying his best to dodge and escape. Another sword stabbed him, and seeing that he was about to hit, Zhan Chen's eyes opened and closed slightly, and he naturally used his debut eyes to pass through, avoiding that guy's fatal blow.

Next, the more the demon cultivator attacked, the more impatient he became, he originally thought that he had taken the pill and won Zhan Chen in a matter of minutes and seconds. Unbeknownst to him, Zhan Chen's moves and styles suddenly became extremely exquisite, and whenever there was danger, he could dodge his fatal blow.

He couldn't help but shout: "What's the matter with you guy, you haven't died for so long?"

Zhan Chen smiled slightly: "I have the blessing of the god of luck, you can't kill me." ”

"Nonsense!" the demon cultivator scolded angrily, and the moves in his hand became even more fierce.

However, Zhan Chen felt that the power on his sword was weakening, and the speed of his sword was gradually slowing down, and his heart moved: "The effect of the Powerful Blood Pill is weakening, it's time for me to fight back." ”

Sure enough, Demon Xiu slashed with another sword, and the speed of the sword slowed down, and Zhan Chen mustered up his strength, swung his sword and hit it, only to hear a ding, and Demon Xiu's hand actually came out of his hand and fell to the ground.

Zhan Chen couldn't help but be stunned, how could he think that the sword that the demon cultivator had slashed just now was less than half the power of an ordinary martial artist's mid-rank?

Looking at him again, he had returned to his normal state at this time, but his face was pale, without a trace of blood, and he looked out of breath.

Zhan Chen stopped in curiosity for a moment and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

The demon cultivator actually smiled and said: "The blood pill has been served, this is the sequelae, you won." ”

Zhan Chen suddenly understood, and with a sword stabbing out, it pierced his throat.

After killing that demon cultivator, he took off the demon cultivator's backpack and long sword with a movement in his heart, carried it on his back, and was about to turn around, but heard a familiar evil laughter from behind him: "Yes, that battle just now was very exciting." ”

Zhan Chen's pupils couldn't help but shrink suddenly: "It's Lin Dong, when did he come behind him?"

He turned his head slowly, but what he saw was Lin Dong's playful smile and a pair of murderous eyes.

At this time, he saw Lin Dong's hand pressing the sword moving slightly, as if he was about to take out the sword!

"What should I do?" Zhan Chen couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

At this moment, a voice came from not far away: "Lin Dong, it's you, come here, I've found a demon cultivator here!"

Zhan Chen followed the prestige, and the person who shouted was Meng Qi, another martial artist in the team who had the cultivation of the Great Perfection of Martial Arts.

But Lin Dong glanced at Zhan Chen deeply, and whispered to him: "Zhan Chen, count your kid's life big." ”

After leaving this sentence, he turned around and walked towards Meng Qi's side.

Zhan Chen looked at his distant back, and then he breathed a deep sigh of relief, and when he turned around, he felt that his back was completely soaked at some point.

The battle ended not long after, and Qian Hu carried a half-dead old man to the center of the village. At this time, the disciples of the Golden Elephant Sect and the worshippers of Tangjiazhuang also gathered, and some of them were still carrying corpses.

Zhan Chen couldn't help but be stunned when he saw those corpses, they were several of the teammates who had acted with him before, most of them were martial artists with low cultivation like himself.

Qian Hu silently saluted them, and then said to everyone: "In this operation, we have killed 7 people, including 3 worshippers, and 4 disciples of my Golden Elephant Sect, they are all heroes! ”

At this time, the old man who was caught by Qian Hu laughed wildly and said: "Quack, Qian Hu, your end is approaching!

A cold light flashed in Qian Hu's eyes, and as soon as he exerted his strength in his hand, he heard a crisp sound of cracking bones, and the old man on the ground couldn't help but scream.

"Xiao Yue, on the contrary, I will take the disciples of the Golden Elephant Sect to exterminate you all. It won't even be long before we can wipe out your entire Ghost Gate. Qian Hu said fiercely.

At this time, someone called out angrily: "Elder Qian, let's slaughter this old thing, and keep him for a long night." ”

Qian Hu said: "Don't worry, everyone, this guy's veins have all been broken by me, the cultivation has been abolished, and there is no hope of recovery, we have to take him back to the sect, pry open his mouth, and learn about the conspiracy of the Ghost Gate!"

"Elder Qian is clever!"

At this time, many of the imprisoned villagers were also released, and they were all happy, and they were very grateful to the Golden Elephant Sect and others.

However, no one noticed that at this time, in a small bush outside Wangjia Village, there was a pair of reddened bloody eyes staring at all this with disgust......