Demonic Fate City was crowded with more and more Moon Burial Pavilion martial cultivators. Judging by the current situation, their numbers seemed likely to break ten thousand.
Powerful Demonic Energy shrouded the entire city, making the onlooking crowd immediately realize that a storm of blood and gore was about to erupt before long!
What now?!
Obviously, run for it!
Thus, as Moon Burial Pavilion's forces flew in, the martial cultivators within the city rushed toward the gates, terrified that they would be caught in the crossfire once the fighting began.
Jun Changxiao sat in the street, idly turning the Uncollectible Blade over in his hand.
At that moment, he dearly hoped Moon Burial Pavilion would send even more people. If he wiped them all out and word spread through the Upper Realm, he might earn quite a few Reputation Points.
Besides.
Using the Uncollectible Blade on too few people was a loss. Only using it when there were many people counted as profit!
Li Qingyang, Xiao Ziji, and the others stood behind their sect leader. Facing the encirclement of several thousand Moon Burial Pavilion members, not only were they unafraid, they even wore calm smiles.
"This composure."
Gu Zhaoxi secretly praised, "It's far too strong!"
If he had witnessed Jun Changxiao wielding the Uncollectible Blade in a slaughter, he certainly would have remained just as calm.
Whoosh!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Rampaging Demonic Energy swept through the city. The great battle was on the verge of breaking out!
"Brat."
A Nine Revolutions expert from Moon Burial Pavilion said coldly, "Release Helmsman Lu, and we can leave your corpse intact."
"Heh."
Jun Changxiao sneered. "I can release him, but first kneel and kowtow."
A fierce killing intent immediately surfaced in the Nine Revolutions expert's eyes as he snarled, "You fool who doesn't