A sharp whistle rang out.
It was the retreat signal of the Divine Ferret Sect and the Spirit Snake Sect.
Fang Che continued his relentless pursuit, striking in every battlefield and rescuing wave after wave of Sole True Sect experts.
Farther away, Yan Beihan's long sword swept like the wind as she slaughtered her way through the enemy.
Bi Yunyan's Soul Splitting Thorn and long sword struck without pause, guarding Yan Beihan's back with ruthless precision. The two women worked together seamlessly.
When Fang Che rushed over, Yan Beihan had just pierced Dong Yuanping through the shoulder with one sword, then kicked him in the dantian and sent him flying hundreds of yards! Dong Yuanping was also a Ninth-Rank Saint Lord, but compared with Yan Beihan, his battle strength was far inferior.
If Yan Beihan had not been thinking about the fishing operation after they left, that sword could have killed him outright!
Fang Che came rushing from afar, Red Mist billowing around him. Dong Yuanping feared the Night Demon most of all. The instant he saw him, his heart and guts nearly split apart. "Retreat! Fall back!"
But Fang Che's sword-light flashed like stars. One icy domain after another formed, freezing the Divine Ferret Spirit Snake experts inside. With leisurely strikes, he killed them one by one.
After circling around once, he returned to his original position.
His entire body was drenched in blood, as though he had walked straight out of hell.
The blood of the Sole True Sect and the blood of the Divine Ferret Spirit Snake Sect had nearly flooded the ground up to his ankles wherever he passed.
Feng Yun's expression was dark to the extreme. He merely patted Fang Che's shoulder. "Thanks for the effort."
Then he faced several leaders who had gathered and