Earth Dragon Clan! Jinghai!
Xiang Nong struck down with one palm, about to kill Meng Chuan!
But at that moment, a black streak of light as fast as lightning shot in from the edge of the battlefield. In the blink of an eye, it reached Meng Chuan's side.
The black light had only just appeared, yet before Xiang Nong could see what it was, a death Sword Qi capable of destroying heaven and earth immediately tore through the air and slashed down!
A dense shadow of death enveloped Xiang Nong.
"Not good!"
Xiang Nong cried out and immediately withdrew his palm, flying backward!
"Who are you?" Xiang Nong retreated a hundred meters. Looking down, he saw that his palm had been left with a sword mark by the sword light just now, and blood was gushing from it.
Xiang Nong's expression turned cold as he looked toward the black figure standing before Meng Chuan.
Everyone was astonished. Whether martial artists or members of the Demon Race, all of them wore looks of disbelief. They had clearly seen Xiang Nong about to kill Meng Chuan, yet before his palm could descend, he had been forced back.
At that moment, everyone looked toward the figure before Meng Chuan.
The figure wrapped in black light gradually revealed his face.
He was a bearded young man dressed in black robes and wielding a black sword!
"It's him!"
"That Sword Demon?"
"I heard the sword in his hand can drink blood..."
Many martial artists looked at the man in black, their faces filled with horror.
He was the instigator of this bloody battle between the Demon Race and the martial artists on the tenth level. If he had not slaughtered the Demon Race so wantonly, how could they have flown into a rage and directly