Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

"Brother Dahu, don't waste your time talking to him!"

A ten-foot-long black snake nearby spit out its tongue, its vertical pupils greedily staring at the snake corpse below:

"Hurry up and deal with this human race. If you wait any longer, Brother Feng will become stale."

"That's fine, delaying will lead to changes."

The tiger's head shook slightly, and as it took a step, its body suddenly grew a hundred feet tall. Its golden tiger pupils were extremely fierce, and it said jokingly:

"Your Highness, if you abandon your own cultivation, I can take charge and give you a quick death."

As it finished speaking, the other demon cultivators roared and their bodies suddenly grew in size. The momentum of more than twenty transformed demon cultivators burst out at the same time.

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, and the demonic energy surged for thousands of miles. The sky here was covered by the demonic clouds, and the demons then roared without any concealment.

However, this murderous aura that was enough to scare ordinary people to death did not move Jiang Han at all.

A calm murderous intent surged in his eyes, and he raised his hand to grasp the three-foot-long sword that appeared out of thin air.

"You, the tiger demon, have indeed learned some calculations, but unfortunately, you miscalculated one thing."

"Oh?" Da Hu smiled, "Please enlighten me, Saint."

"Your mistake is that you are too weak."

A calm voice slowly sounded in my ears, and a chill rushed straight to my forehead!

Da Hu's heart suddenly tightened, as if a sharp sword was cutting through his skin inch by inch. The cold and sharp pain made his whole body stiffen, and every strand of his golden hair stood upright.

It watched helplessly as the human figure disappeared out of thin air before its eyes. At the same time, it heard the sharp sound of a blade tearing through flesh and blood.

puff-

A drop of black blood splashed in the corner of his eye. He glanced at it with difficulty and saw that the hideous smile on the face of the black snake beside him suddenly froze. The snake's head, which was dozens of feet long, was broken off at the root. It flew up and fell to the ground with a bang, emitting bursts of black smoke.

The black snake demon in the late stage of transformation, whose cultivation level was comparable to its own, was beheaded by the other party with a single sword strike.

"How can it be?!"

The other party was clearly trapped in a poison formation, how did he get out?

And this speed, this is something only a great demon can achieve!

At this moment, the breath of death turned into an ice snake that climbed up its neck, freezing it so hard that it trembled all over.

Even when facing the king, it had never felt such a murderous aura rushing straight into its heart, as if it would be beheaded and killed immediately if it dared to move.

The black snake had just told it with its life that the opponent not only had terrifying speed, but the sword in his hand was even sharper, and could cut it in half with one sword!

Die, die, die! !

How can this guy be so strong? !

……

Mu Qiushan is responsible for guarding the important frontier checkpoint in the direction of the demon realm.

Liang He sat high on the city wall, savoring the fine wine with a comfortable posture, but a hint of coldness quietly emerged in his eyes.

There were more than ten Yuanying cultivators guarding behind him, looking with him at the evil aura rising into the distance.

Judging from their attire, they are all members of the Yin-Yang Sect.

Wu Xin stepped forward and poured him some wine. "Elder Liang, the one who attacked this time seems to have the aura of a tiger demon. Why don't we have this disciple lead others to capture it and bring it back to you for your entertainment?"

Tiger demons are the strongest and most muscular, and are an excellent tonic for the Yin-Yang Sect, especially the fresh tiger blood, which works very quickly.

"Go."

Liang He drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, with a smile on his face:

"By the way, capture the evil cultivator who fled to the demon tribe as well."

"Yes!"

Wu Xin was obviously used to this and didn't even ask about the evil cultivator. He immediately clasped his fists in response, waved his hand, and flew into the air with the five Nascent Souls.

……

Accompanied by a loud rumbling sound, the other monsters surrounding them suddenly froze in place, shrinking their heads and looking with horror at Jiang Han who suddenly appeared in the center of the monster group, and the big tiger monster trembling beside him.

The blood-red evil spirit spread out like a substance, covering half of the sky and drowning all the monsters.

The terrifying murderous energy rushed into their hearts, and the monsters couldn't help but shiver. Their blood seemed to be frozen, and every pore in their bodies was trembling.

This kind of bloody and murderous aura is countless times more terrifying than when they are combined. Compared with their ferocity, they are as innocent as newborn chicks.

The next moment, a green sword light flashed, and the dazzling edge swept across the field in an instant. More than 20 transformed monsters had a blood hole in the center of their eyebrows at the same time. After a pause, they fell to the ground with a bang, blood gushing out of their eyebrows.

Jiang Han himself was still standing there with his hands behind his back, without any movement at all. Only the blood-stained flying sword floated beside him, slowly dripping blood.

Da Hu's pupils shrank into needle points, his eyelids trembled uncontrollably, his heart beat rapidly, and his chest heaved up and down.

What happened? Why are they all dead?

Its mind was blank and it couldn't believe what it saw.

It didn't even see how the other party swung the sword, and more than twenty transformed demon cultivators were killed at the same time in an instant!

This man's sword is unreasonably strong.

Didn't he say that he could only deal with those in the late Nascent Soul stage, and that he only had the power of one sword?

If that's true, then what is this it sees?!

It finally understood what the other party meant.

It really miscalculated one thing.

In the face of absolute power, any conspiracy is in vain.

What's more, the opponent's strength is so strong that he ignores traps and numbers, and can kill more than 20 transformed demon cultivators in one sword!

All the proud words just now turned into a joke. The situation that originally had an advantage was reversed in an instant, and it became the weaker party.

"I'm curious who sent you."

Jiang Han looked at the big tiger demon, his breath was steady, without any fluctuation.

After experiencing the Blood Demon Cave Heaven, his strength has reached a level that is difficult for ordinary Nascent Souls to reach. Except for a few people, no one below the God Transformation Realm can threaten him at all.

The great demon of the demon clan should have known about this.

But at this moment, someone sent him more than 20 monsters to kill. It was obvious that this was killing with a borrowed knife.

But he wanted to know who was using the knife and who was being killed.

Da Hu's strong chest kept heaving, as if something was about to burst out.

Its heart has been beating to its limit. If it continues like this, its chest will probably explode.

As we all know, the gap between each small realm in the Nascent Soul stage is as huge as the difference between heaven and earth. But even if the late Nascent Soul stage fights against the early Nascent Soul stage, it will take some effort to kill the opponent. If the opponent has a trump card in hand, there is even a chance to burn blood and escape.

But its companions were like mortals in front of the swordsman of the same level. They had no power to resist and died in an instant.

Could it be that this sword cultivator is a great master who has hidden his cultivation level?

At this moment, Dahu thought a lot, and faced with the other party's question, it subconsciously replied:

"Senior, please calm down. We are demon cultivators under the command of the Red Tiger King. We originally came here to capture the Sword Sect's Holy Son. Now it seems that we may have recognized the wrong person. Please calm down, senior. When I return, my king will definitely make amends with a generous gift."

Its voice was trembling. Even though it knew it still had a life-saving trump card, its body was extremely honest and it was so frightened that it couldn't control itself.

The opponent is really too terrifying. If it wants to survive now, it can only use the name of its own king. If that doesn't work, it can use the king's tiger hair to scare the opponent away. Only then will it have a chance of survival.