The expressions on the two Medicine King Valley disciples' faces brought a hint of delight to Xu Yan's face.
"Don't worry, fellow Daoists of Medicine King Valley. I'll help you slay this demon right now." Standing aboard the Azure Leaf Boat, Xu Yan laughed loudly.
His right hand rapidly formed a spell seal, and a mighty beam of sword light slashed down at the middle-aged Demon Cultivator below.
The Greenedge Sword was a high-grade magic artifact, and with Xu Yan driving it at full strength, it carried considerable power.
Sword light flickered along its blade, and the entire flying sword shot forward like a roaming dragon!
Before the sword qi even reached him, the middle-aged Demon Cultivator felt a bone-chilling cold. His expression changed drastically, and he cried out in alarm.
"No! Our Nirvana Demon Sect joined forces with the Scarlet Firmament Demon Sect to break into this Ancient Ruins Battlefield using a secret art. If you dare kill me, my sect will unleash frenzied vengeance upon you!"
The middle-aged Demon Cultivator snarled his threat in agitation. He had exhausted every trick in his battle with the two Medicine King Valley disciples. Now, gravely wounded, he could not possibly withstand this flying sword.
Squelch! Squelch!
The mighty sword light descended, cleaving the two terrified Medicine King Valley disciples in half. Blood spurted like fountains, and they instantly lost consciousness.
"This..."
The sudden turn of events left the middle-aged Demon Cultivator rooted to the spot, momentarily at a complete loss.
After his flying sword killed the pair, Xu Yan expressionlessly took the Blood-Colored Pill Furnace from his Storage Bag. Once he poured magic power into it, streams of blood essence slithered like blood snakes out of the two disciples' mangled bodies and flowed into the furnace.
At the sight, an eerie