Lu Chuan had not expected that merely killing a few Demonic Martial Artists would make the fruit borne on the second branch of the Bronze Ancient Tree react so intensely.
It instantly made the killing intent in his heart grow even denser. He wished he could wipe out the entire Spirit Snake Cult.
"It's the Demonic Martial Artists of the Spirit Snake Cult! Kill..."
Suddenly, just as countless thoughts flashed through Lu Chuan's mind, a cry of slaughter carried up from below.
Immediately after came the sounds of fierce fighting.
Lu Chuan's eyes sharpened. He reacted at once, knowing that Ning Yang and the others had run into people from the Spirit Snake Cult.
"How bold!"
With a low roar, Lu Chuan gripped his War Blade, flashed forward violently, and had already charged into the stairwell, flying straight towards the floor below.
In three seconds, he had reached the twenty-third floor.
At this moment, a group of people were locked in battle in the narrow stairwell.
There were actually seventeen Demonic Martial Artists, and they had completely suppressed Ning Yang and the others. The main reason was that one among them was even a notch stronger than Ning Yang.
By his strength alone, he held Ning Yang firmly down.
The remaining people from Kunlun Martial Arts School were no match for the other Demonic Martial Artists at all. In just a few seconds, someone had already been heavily injured and lay on the ground, constantly coughing blood.
"You're courting death..."
Lu Chuan roared. His figure blurred, and he had already charged over to kill. His War Blade swung out like a hurricane sweeping past, and two heads shot into the sky at the same time.
In a single exchange, he killed two Demonic Martial Artists.
This immediately sent the morale