"So many people want to kill me? Heh heh, who kills whom is still anyone's guess! Follow me and kill!"
Cheng Xiaotian chuckled coldly, his eyes brimming with killing intent.
The ten Core Formation Stage Half-Demons scattered apart. Two against one, with the assistance of Tier 3 Demon Beasts, the two sides plunged into fierce battle.
Cheng Xiaotian took out a Golden saber with a long handle. A lifelike Golden Demon Wolf was carved onto its hilt. Gripping it tightly in both hands, he gave it a light swing. Howling winds rose on all sides, a fierce gale sweeping forth. The incoming petals burst apart one after another upon touching the gale.
Rumble!
A tremendous roar rang out as a vast swath of spiritual light engulfed Cheng Xiaotian. Yet soon, the howling winds rose again, and the spiritual light vanished. Cheng Xiaotian was entirely unscathed. Two Rank 3 Demon Birds circled at his side, while an amused expression appeared on his face as his gaze settled on Wang Qingshan.
The Demon Race had its own sources of intelligence. As a Disciple-in-Name of the Carefree Swordmaster, Wang Qingshan's portrait had naturally been collected by the Demon Race. Cheng Xiaotian knew very well that even Bai Ling'er could do nothing to Wang Qingshan. If he could kill Wang Qingshan, it would be an enormous merit.
Two Core Formation Stage Half-Demons and two Rank 3 Demon Birds joined forces to besiege Wang Qingshan. Wang Qingshan controlled nine Azure Flying Swords, barely holding back their attacks for the moment.
"Brother Qingshan, watch above you!"
Liu Meier's voice suddenly rang beside Wang Qingshan's ear. An enormous crimson wolf claw abruptly appeared overhead, carrying a startling wave of heat as it smashed down viciously.
Wang Qingshan had been prepared. His body rapidly flew backward, evading the