"Master!"
In the distance, Chen Sheng, the traitor of the Pure Yang Sword Sect, could not help crying out at the sight.
But the moment his voice rang out, a streak of Sword Qi descended from the sky and pierced straight down through the crown of his head.
Then his body burst apart with a bang.
"Traitors deserve death!"
A Meng's voice rang out again.
At the same time, another streak of sword light blasted toward the center of the Blood Pool like a pillar of light.
With a bang, the sword light shattered the blood hand shielding the Demon Cultivators' heads.
Rumble!
Then the entire world shook violently.
A Meng's Raging Tide Sword Qi had gathered beneath his feet into a vast, turbid Great River. Furious waves churned within it, as though a yellow dragon were roaring beneath his feet, ready at any moment to swallow everything on the ground.
Clearly, A Meng intended to wipe out every Demon Cultivator near the river of blood in a single strike.
"Su Chan, are you still not going to act?"
Feeling the boundless pressure overhead, one of the three Demon Venerables condensing the Blood Jade suddenly turned toward the eastern side of the Blood Pool and roared with some urgency.
But no one answered.
Boom!
At that moment, A Meng's Sword Intent reached its peak.
In an instant, the vast, surging Raging Tide Sword Qi around him, like a mighty river, let out a sky-rending roar and began pouring down, blotting out the sky.
"Su Chan, have you forgotten your promise to the Devil Master?"
The Demon Venerable roared again.
As those words left his mouth, the furious waves overhead were already crashing down. Even if all three abandoned condensing the Blood Jade and acted together now, they might not be