My disciple's cultivation returns ten thousand times, so I have to be invincible.

Just as Chiya and his group were rapidly approaching the cave opened up by Bai Ling.

In the cave, the scarecrow's eyes were dim!

Bai Ling had already fallen asleep at this time.

As the bonfire in the cave flickered, the figure of the scarecrow in a green robe disappeared from the spot without anyone noticing.

On the other side, Chiya and others were less than thirty miles away from the cave.

Suddenly, everyone frowned!

Because, a figure appeared in front of them. It was a scarecrow with a lantern in his left hand and a sickle in his right hand.

"Who dares to block our Lord Chiya's way? You don't know how to live or die!"

The fourth guardian sneered and slashed at the scarecrow in mid-air.

The sword energy was like a long rainbow, seemingly shattering the sky. In this dark night, it illuminated most of the valley!

A sharp murderous intent spewed out.

It seemed as if he was going to chop the scarecrow into pieces with one blow!

Faced with this shocking blow, the Scarecrow neither dodged nor avoided.

As the knife flashed down, the scarecrow was unharmed, but the guardian who drew the knife was directly torn to pieces.

From head to toe, it was split in two, as if it were completely dead.

For a moment, several people who had not taken it seriously before screamed in surprise.

"how is this possible?"

A powerful man of the Three Yins and Three Realms was actually gone. What’s more important is that the scarecrow didn’t even move his hands from beginning to end.

It was as if the four Dharma protectors had drawn their swords earlier, but they were not cutting the enemy, but themselves.

What kind of weird method is this?

They had never seen or even heard of such a situation.

For a moment, the eyes of several guardians looking at the scarecrow were filled with fear and dread.

"who are you?"

The Great Protector suppressed his fear and asked in a questioning voice.

The scarecrow's eyes were dim, as if two ghostly flames were dancing.

He didn't speak.

Just as the sickle was stretched out, a red light flashed.

When the light faded, the Great Elder's head had disappeared.

It can be said that in the hands of the Scarecrow, the life of a person in the Three Yin Realm is more fragile than that of an ant.

This action completely chilled the other Dharma protectors.

If we say that the deaths of the four Dharma protectors seemed strange.

Now, the demise of the Great Protector is horrifying.

One encounter, instant kill!

"Lord Chiya, this person is blocking us here. He must be the protector behind Bai Ling."

"Please join me and others in taking down this lunatic!"

High in the sky, a guardian asked Chiya to take action in a trembling voice.

Only Chiya can make them feel a little bit of security.

Faced with the pleas of several Dharma protectors, Chiya didn't even raise his eyes.

"A bunch of trash!"

"go away!"

"You are not worthy of joining forces with me."

Even though Scarecrow showed terrifying fighting power, Chiya remained quite confident.

His confidence comes not only from his own strength, but also from various powerful trump cards.

Many people said that he could fight against the second level of Sanyang with the strength of the first level of Sanyang.

But I don’t know how many years ago that was.

With his current means, he has some confidence that he can behead him even if he is at the Sanyang Second Realm.

His eyes turned to the scarecrow.

Commented: "I have to say, you are quite capable."

"No wonder the Northern Demon Cave sent out multiple times and all of them were defeated."

"But meeting me is your misfortune."

Chiya put his hands behind his back, and his unique cultivation that belonged to the peak of the Three Yang Realm burst out, disturbing the heaven and earth and shaking the void.

In his opinion, gathering information is something only the weak do.

The strong always fight head-on!

As long as we capture the other party, it will be easy to find out what information he wants.

The scarecrow looked at him teasingly with his eyes.

Then, he swung the sickle in his hand again.

The scythe of death in his hands seemed to become the boundary between life and death.

Ignore time and space distance.

That expression was like a demon from hell, looking down at the ants in the mortal world.

Chiya was angry!

Who is he?

One of the most talented beings in the Red Demon lineage throughout history.

A person who has never lost since his debut.