Black Baleful Intent churned violently around the withered figure. Gazing at the sword sect disciples fleeing in disarray, he gave a ferocious smile. "I've endured you for a long time. Today, I can finally settle the score."
"Flowing Cloud Sword Sect? What a load of crap."
In an instant, the Baleful Intent roiled furiously, forming one eerie phantom after another that lunged toward the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect disciples in all directions.
"This is the sword sect! You will not run rampant here!"
A shrill roar rang out, followed by a dazzling burst of sword light that transformed into a barrier blotting out the sky and covering the earth. It actually blocked Xue Taozi's attack.
Lin Fan looked up and saw an old man walking out of the Hall of Transmission.
His hair and beard were mottled with white, yet sword intent circulated throughout his body, faintly carrying the momentum of a mountain splitting.
Lin Fan's expression shifted slightly. "As expected, the sword sect had a backup plan."
Sensing that extraordinary sword intent, the withered-faced Xue Taozi suddenly let out a sharp roar. In an instant, two more astonishing auras swept over from afar.
All three Peak Masters of the Blood Demon Sect had arrived. Every one of them was stained with the Great Elder's blood.
"When virtue rises one foot, evil rises ten."
"Today, the sword sect should perish."
The Peak Master of Blood Soul Peak was a woman, and her shrill voice echoed across heaven and earth.
The next second, terrifying energy erupted, instantly engulfing them all.
The Blood Demon Sect had come in a thunderous assault, while the sword sect's people were dying or wounded.
It pursued; it fled!
Lin Fan, disguised as Elder Qiu, quietly watched the scene, with no intention of taking action.
He walked