The Blood Demon Sect's Sect Gate grand formation had been broken, and everyone's attention was drawn by the enormous shock.
"Good, well done! Everyone, attack with all your strength!"
From above the sky vault came the praise of a majestic voice.
Everyone around seemed as though they had been injected with chicken blood, their morale soaring as they cheered loudly and charged toward the Blood Demon Sect's Sect Gate!
At this moment,
Zhang Qingyuan had no intention of continuing to tangle with them.
His figure flashed, shifting through the void as though teleporting and appearing several zhang away. He easily dodged the Blood Colored Flood Dragon's blast.
At the same time, he swept his sleeve beside him as though casually swatting away a fly, yet this stirred an air wave that made even space ripple, instantly sweeping toward a certain direction behind him!
Bang!
Amid a tremendous muffled boom,
A vast, irresistible force slammed into the chest of the Half-step Cave True Realm Blood Demon Sect Cultivator who had launched a sneak attack from behind. Before his astonished eyes, the tyrannical force crushed his Blood Colored True Essence defense like rotten wood, his chest caving in in an instant. His entire body was flung dozens of zhang away like a swatted fly!
Like a cannonball, he crashed onto a small hill nearby with a thunderous roar. The ground shook, and smoke and dust surged upward beneath the eruption of the air wave, blotting out the view. Whether he lived or died was unknown!
"What?!"
Witnessing this scene, the Blood Demon Sect Cultivator who had originally been fighting Zhang Qingyuan was astonished, his face filled with disbelief!
What was going on?
A Senior Brother at the Half-step Cave True Realm had been swatted to death so easily?!
What kind of demonic