"Get up! Hurry and set up the defenses. We're in Venom Snake Valley, and I refuse to believe we can't deal with one brat!" Poison God waved a hand at Fan Xiong and ordered.
"Yes!" Fan Xiong rose and immediately hurried out.
The deeper they went into the valley, the more Myriad Poison Sect members they encountered. They might not have a guard every hundred paces, but there was one every thousand.
Luo Yunji had killed until his hands were nearly numb. In the end, he was utterly spent, and the spiritual energy in his body was nearly exhausted. He had no choice but to stop.
When Fan Xiong, who was farther behind, heard about it, he immediately rushed over with a large group of disciples, elated.
Seeing Luo Yunji, whose clothes were spotless but whose hands and feet were stained red with blood, Fan Xiong was still taken aback.
Yan Hui stood behind Luo Yunji, panting as he tried to straighten his back. This was the most thrilling and exhilarating day he had experienced in years.
He had never felt so damn good.
His hands had gone numb from killing, but those victims had all been helpless civilians. The people he had slain today were cultivators!
These were battle merits, tangible achievements! After this battle, his reputation and standing would both rise tremendously. Even if he died here today, it would be worth it.
"You ignorant brat! You dare cause trouble at my Myriad Poison Sect all alone! You've got some nerve!" Seeing how exhausted the two looked, Fan Xiong swaggered forward and sneered at Luo Yunji.
"I can still kill you," Luo Yunji sneered back.
"Arrogant!" Fan Xiong summoned his magic treasure and lunged at Luo Yunji.
Seeing this, Luo Yunji's lips curled into a mocking smile. Who