Retreat!
Su Ye retreated at high speed.
However, his face did not look panicked at all.
Because...
As Su Ye retreated, a figure brushed past him with even greater speed, heading straight to meet the Blood Demon Cult members.
Beichuan Ryota.
This usually gentle-looking middle-aged man wore a solemn expression at the moment.
His hand held an extra slender, straight sword out of nowhere.
Behind him, the shadow of a long black sword even emerged.
Dharma Form.
Beichuan Ryota turned out to be an expert who had condensed a Dharma Form and reached at least the Seventh Heaven.
And the Dharma Form he had condensed turned out to be a sword.
Utterly pitch-black, with chilling killing intent.
"Iai Sword Slash!"
Swish—
In the darkness, a flash of light suddenly appeared.
Brilliant and dazzling in an instant.
The sword light flashed and vanished.
And at the same time...
"Ugh..."
Among the three Black Robe Elders of the Blood Demon Cult, the elder whose cultivation was at the Seventh Heaven abruptly halted his figure.
A thin line of blood appeared on his neck, followed immediately by blood gushing like a fountain.
With a gurgle, a head fell onto the beach.
Until his death, he did not know what had happened.
"Such a fast sword."
The steps of the Blood Demon Cult members paused instantly, looking at Beichuan Ryota vigilantly.
Oda Risa waved her hand, and a hazy trace of red mist wrapped the Blood Demon Cult members within it, before she asked.
"Who are you?"
Beichuan Ryota did not answer, merely picking up a black mask covered in eyes and putting it on his face.
"Hundred-Eyed Demon!"
Oda Risa exclaimed in surprise.
"You are the one who calls himself Hundred-Eyed Demon, the person who slaughtered my Blood Demon Cult members?!"
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