Rebirth of the Supreme Immortal Emperor

Before the beams of light could even take shape, they were shot out by a group of Wushuang Sect disciples and blasted towards the flying blood-red spear.

But before they could get close, these beams of light were shattered by the ripples emanating from the blood-red spears.

"A bunch of trash!"

The Blood Demon did not hide the disdain in his eyes as he coldly glanced at the Wushuang Sect disciples who had taken action.

Originally, among the evil cultivators, his strength was only considered average.

At most, he relied on the mysterious magical powers of the Blood Robe Sect to gain a foothold among the leading figures.

The Blood Demon, who was well aware of this, did not dare to show any abnormality in front of Liehua and others.

But without Liehua and others in charge, the Blood Demon immediately regained his arrogant and unruly nature.

"Damn it, bullying the weak with the strong, that's really the style of the evil lackeys!"

A Wushuang Sect disciple clenched his fists and shouted angrily at the Blood Demon.

The Blood Demon raised his eyebrows upon hearing this, and replied with pride instead of shame: "Hahaha, among cultivators, strength should be respected."

"You are so weak, you can't blame anyone else if you die here today!"

After saying this, the Blood Demon snorted coldly with an arrogant look on his face.

"I will never die in your hands!"

Not far away, looking at the blood-red spear approaching in front of him, Wang Su's eyes burst out with a strong desire to survive.

The magic power in his body suddenly exploded, and with a single wave of Wang Su's hand, all of it covered the sword.

In an instant, an unparalleled will slowly condensed within Wangsu's body and transformed into a red divine sword standing behind him.

"Oh?"

The Blood Demon's eyes narrowed, attracted by the strangeness revealed by Wang Su, and looked at him deeply.

However, after staring for a while, the Blood Demon curled up his lips in a sneer.

"You scared me. To be able to comprehend such sword intent in battle, you are indeed a good candidate for the righteous path."

"It's a pity that there is a difference between good and evil. Today, I will kill you right here and save my evil ways from a future great enemy!"

The Blood Demon has a lot of experience, so he can naturally see the change that Wang Su has revealed at this moment. It is obvious that he has comprehended the sword intent.

But at this moment, Wang Su's sword power was still weak and he could never be his opponent.

Being able to wipe out a future strong man is definitely something worth celebrating for the Blood Demon.

"I will never give up!"

Wang Su let out a low roar, then suddenly reached out and grasped the red sword behind him.

Under the astonished gazes of the people around him, Wang Su forcibly merged the still somewhat illusory red sword with the sword in his hand.

Instantly, a ray of red divine light burst out from the originally dull sword.

Wang Su held the long sword that was integrated with the magic sword in his hand and moved it as he pleased, suddenly slashing forward with a ray of sword light.

In an instant, a red sword light shot out and collided head-on with the oncoming blood-red spear.

The crimson light and the evil blood light collided with each other, and the dazzling light emitted made it impossible for the people around to open their eyes.

"Oh, he's quite talented."

"In despair, he was able to comprehend this method and forcibly merge the sword's will with himself."

Faced with such a situation, the Blood Demon showed no sign of surprise. Instead, he sneered and spoke.

"But that's not enough!"

"It's ridiculous to think you can defeat me, the Blood Demon, with just this!"

A dark red light suddenly flashed in the blood demon's eyes. He raised his hands and a large amount of blood light flew out from his sleeves and poured into the blood-colored spear.

In an instant, the part of the spear that was originally offset by the sword energy quickly recovered, and its sharpness became even stronger than before.

In the blink of an eye, the sword energy released by Wang Su was broken.

The blood-red spear drew a streak of blood in the air, and was about to pierce into Wangsu's heart, nailing him to the ground.

"Brother Wang Su!"

Upon seeing this, the surrounding Wushuang Sect disciples shouted out loud, their eyes filled with despair.

Even Wang Su, looking at the blood-red spear approaching him, couldn't help but reveal an unwilling look in his eyes.

"Damn it, is this the only way I can die?"

He clenched his fists tightly, Wang Su thought secretly in his heart.

But until the last moment of his life, Wang Su never showed any sign of fear.

"He does have some backbone."

The Blood Demon looked at the determined look on Wang Su's face and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Killing people who had no intention of resisting meant nothing to him.

On the contrary, only people like Wang Su, who long for life even until death, can make the Blood Demon feel refreshed.

"Go and die peacefully. I will immediately send the other members of your Wushuang Sect to accompany you!"

The Blood Demon said with a sinister smile, and immediately stopped focusing his attention on Wang Su and looked at the other Wushuang disciples.

"The time for fun is over, go to hell!"

The Blood Demon sneered, and at the same time, countless blood lights condensed from his body and transformed into blood-colored spears that were aimed at the Wushuang disciples.

"Why don't you take it easy, sir? Is it fun to rush to attack a bunch of youngsters?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded behind the Blood Demon.

But the Blood Demon did not sense that someone was approaching him just now.

"who?!"

The blood demon's hair stood up and he suddenly turned his head to look behind him.

However, there was no one behind him at this moment, and the empty scene inexplicably revealed a sense of weirdness.

Just as the Blood Demon was staring at his surroundings with vigilance, he heard excited shouts from behind.

"Brother Wang Su, I'm so glad you're okay!"

Hearing the shout, the Blood Demon's pupils suddenly shrank and he quickly turned around.

When I looked up, I saw an incredible sight.

Wang Su, who should have died under his bloody spear, was now half-kneeling on the ground, leaning on his sword, safe and sound, breathing heavily.

Next to him, there was a handsome young man dressed in white.

What attracted the Blood Demon's attention the most was what the young man in white was holding in his hand.

I saw that he was holding a blood-red spear tightly in his hand and waving it casually.

"That's my Blood Demon Spear?! You were the one who saved him!"

The Blood Demon's pupils shrank, and he recognized at a glance that it was the Blood Demon Gun that he had just fired.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and a cruel look flashed in the blood demon's eyes.

"You dare to grab my blood demon spear, you are really courting death!"

The Blood Demon spoke in a cold voice without bothering to find out who this young man in white was.

But since the other party dared to use his Blood Demon Gun, he would make him pay the price!

The Blood Demon Spear is the blood-related magical power of the Blood Robe Sect, which is refined by combining the sect's own blood essence with the dirty blood of a large amount of mortal cultivators.

If one is stabbed by the Blood Demon Spear, even a cultivator as powerful as Tian Shanzi will have the flow of magic power in his body restricted.

Not to mention people with low cultivation. Let alone being stabbed in the body, even if they hold the Blood Demon Spear in their hands they will be disturbed by the filthy power of the Blood Demon Spear.

At this moment, in the eyes of the Blood Demon, there was not a trace of magical power coming from the opponent's body.

The Blood Demon had some understanding of this kind of person and could tell at a glance that he should be an individual cultivator.