"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

After being choked by the neck, the Blood Demon King's face instantly turned extremely red, and he kept kicking his feet off the ground in the air, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Are you going to kill my disciple of the Holy Martial Sword Sect?" Jiang Mo's dark eyes stared coldly at the Blood Demon King, and the words he said did not contain a trace of warmth.

After speaking, Jiang Mo's arm relaxed slightly, but the Blood Demon King was still like a chicken, and Jiang Mo was easily held in his hand.

"This lord spares his life, and I am just doing what I am told. "This Blood Demon King is very spineless, Jiang Mo is only slightly intimidated, and he has already succumbed.

"Acting on orders, on whose orders?" Jiang Mo glanced at the Blood Demon King lightly and asked.

"Of course, it is the command of our demon clan gods, the strength of this god is thorough, and it has blessed my demon clan to prosper for thousands of years. The Blood Demon King's throat was choked, and he made a ho-ho sound, and the blood flow was blocked, causing the green tendons on his forehead to burst out.

"Demon Clan Gods, who is that?" Jiang Mo raised his eyebrows.

"The strength of the gods is all over the world, and no one in the clan has ever seen it, but our demon clan has a pious heart, and every five years, a sacrifice ceremony will be held to seek the protection of the gods!"

The Blood Demon King's face recovered a little, the huge power surging in his body, and the coldness in the depths of his eyes had nowhere to hide, and it would be unfavorable to Jiang Mo at any time.

However, Jiang Mo didn't seem to notice this scene, and he continued to ask: "When will the demon clan sacrifice ceremony start, and where will it be held?"

After finishing speaking, Jiang Mo let go of the Blood Demon King.

The latter took a few breaths, carefully covered up the killing intent, and said to Jiang Mo respectfully: "It will be held the day after tomorrow, as for the location......"

The Blood Demon King bent down and handed over a blood-colored token, and said, "This is the Demon King Decree that every Demon King has, and with the guidance of this Demon King Order, you can reach the place of the sacrifice ceremony!"

After speaking, the Blood Demon King respectfully handed over the token, and it seemed that he had really surrendered to Jiang Mo.

Jiang Mo seemed to take the token absently, and at the moment when the token just left his hand, the suppressed killing intent of the Blood Demon King suddenly swept away.

"Bastard boy, give this king a death!"

With this cold shout, a blood-colored brilliance suddenly erupted, and a dagger appeared in his hand at some point, stabbing at Jiang Mo's throat!

When the Blood Demon King broke out, Wang Wentao and He Yandong both held their breath together, with such a short distance, could the Sect Master really be able to prevent the full force of a four-star Martial Emperor?

The next scene made Wang Wentao and the others even more stunned, when Jiang Mo turned to leave, he didn't seem to notice the sneak attack of the Blood Demon King, but when the Blood Demon King's body just jumped up, he was hit by an invisible force, and then with a bang, he flew upside down dozens of feet away, and his body made a deep ravine in the yellow sand.

Poof!

After the Blood Demon King landed heavily, he suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and his eyes stared at the emaciated back in shock, and he was a little speechless for a while.

When he was about to sneak attack just now, he clearly noticed that Jiang Mo had reduced his precautions to the minimum, but he didn't expect it to end up like this!

Jiang Mo didn't pay attention to the Blood Demon King who flew out upside down, when he just turned his back to the Blood Demon King, he had already shattered the Blood Demon King's internal organs!

"Wang Wentao, don't tell me that you can't even kill that waste!"

Jiang Mo rubbed the token in his hand and walked forward slowly, leaving his back to Wang Wentao and He Yandong.

The two glanced at each other, and a fierce look flashed in He Yandong's eyes, the sect master Da Yan had already defeated the Blood Demon King, if neither of them could kill the Blood Demon King, then he was really not worthy of being a disciple of the Holy Martial Sword Sect!

"Kill!"

He Yandong let out a low roar, and the long sword dragged diagonally behind him, rubbing against the yellow sand, making a rustling sound.

"Human boy, you dare, I'm a dignified demon king......"

After the Blood Demon King was shattered, he couldn't move for a while, he was not He Yandong's opponent at all, and before he finished speaking, he was split his throat by He Yandong's sword.

"Sect Master, you wait for us!"

Wang Wentao ran fast and caught up with Jiang Mo.

"The hands and feet are quite nimble. Jiang Mo smiled, which could be regarded as an appreciation for He Yandong and Wang Wentao.

"Hehe, thank you for the compliment. Sect Master, where are we going?" Wang Wentao asked as he looked at the increasingly cold Shura battlefield, shrunk his neck.

"Aren't the other sect disciples and elders arrested? I'm going to rescue them back. Jiang Mo said lightly, but his tone was so firm that there was no doubt.

Hearing this, Wang Wentao and He Yandong were both a little moved, this is the real sense of belonging to the sect, the disciples and elders are in deep danger, as the sect master, they are willing to risk the danger to save them, such a sect is worthy of their loyalty.

Moved to moved, Wang Wentao and He Yandong are still very worried, the demon clan sacrifice ceremony, but it is held once every five years, and the scale is very large, and it can be seen from the blood demon king.

To catch the human monks and sacrifice to the gods of the demon clan, they all have to move the powerhouses at the level of the demon king, and it is foreseeable that at the real sacrifice ceremony, there must be many top powerhouses of the demon clan.

It's a bit too difficult to save people from them.

"Sect Master, several elders and those disciples have been taken away for some time. Perhaps, he has now been arrested for the sacrificial ceremony. There, there will definitely be a lot of demon clan powerhouses guarding it, if we go so rashly, will it be a little too dangerous?" After pondering for a moment, He Yandong asked out loud.

"It's because it's dangerous, so I have to save them. Our Holy Martial Sword Sect, there are not many people left. If they are also killed by the demon clan, what face will I have to meet the dead sect master. Jiang Mo looked into the distance, and then said in a deep voice: "The two of you are waiting for my news for a while, find a safe place to stay, and don't fight with the demon clan and other human cultivators anymore!"

"Yes, Sect Master!"

Wang Wentao and He Yandong clasped their fists together and said.

After they left, the big yellow cat swept out of the Zichen space, and after devouring the Blood Demon King, it burped and slowly returned to Jiang Mo's side.

"The meat of the demon clan is unpalatable, but the nutrition is not bad, so that the immortal finally feels a little full. The big yellow cat, sticking out its tongue, licked the residue from the corner of its mouth and said.

"I'm going to the sacrificial ceremony of the demon clan, are you interested? ”

Waiting for the big yellow cat to approach, Jiang Mo stopped, leaned over and asked.

(End of chapter)