A smile appeared on the face of the man in black: "Okay, you can scream now. But if you dare to play tricks, I can kill you before the elders of your sect arrive."
"Don't dare, don't dare." Song Zhuxiu replied repeatedly and took out a white jade token from his arms.
Crush it gently, and instantly a white light rushes into the sky.
Not long after the white light disappeared, another group of disciples appeared in front of everyone.
This group of people were also wearing the uniforms of disciples of Tai Dao Sect, and they seemed to be completing another task.
"Which senior brother sent the request for help?" someone shouted loudly.
However, what responded to him was a strong sense of blood.
This group of disciples were caught off guard. Some of them were contaminated by blood, their bodies were instantly eaten away, and they fell to the ground screaming.
"No, there's an ambush here!" Everyone was terrified and tried their best to block the blood energy.
At this moment, Song Zhuxiu suddenly pointed at Fan Shijing and others: "Master, these people are the best among the inner disciples. You must not let go of their flesh and blood."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was stunned.
Even if Song Zhuxiu betrayed him, he actually wanted to kill them too.
"Song Zhuxiu, when you return to the sect, I will definitely go to Tianxing Peak to expose your crimes!" Fan Shijing gritted his teeth.
Song Zhuxiu didn't take it seriously at all: "Those who know the current affairs are heroes. You are destined to die here, so stop struggling."
For a moment, even those who originally followed Song Zhuxiu felt cold in their hearts.
Song Zhuxiu planned to sell them all.
The man in black robe glanced at Fan Shijing and others, waved his hand, and a ball of blood immediately surged up.
The disciples retreated again and again, but the demon cultivator's encirclement was originally limited, and in the end, they had no way out.
"When you are all dead, I will deal with these people, and sooner or later I will return to the sect."
"When I return to the sect, who will know what happened here?" Song Zhuxiu thought to himself, everything was under his control.
But at this moment, the blood mist suddenly stopped in front of everyone.
Immediately, as if encountering some natural enemy, the blood mist melted rapidly.
"Huh?" The man in black robe let out a light sigh, and immediately cast the spell again, summoning a cloud of blood mist.
This time, the blood mist in his palm had just condensed, but suddenly it shattered and disappeared.
A figure suddenly appeared in front of the man in black robe.
He is clearly Lu Yu.
Lu Yu had been checking the sporadic memories of the ghost before, so he had no chance to pay attention to these demonic cultivators.
"Blood Slaughter Technique? By practicing this technique, are you not afraid of retribution in the future?" Lu Yu snorted coldly, and a sword energy burst out from his palm, which instantly penetrated the black-robed man's eyebrows.
puff!
A bloody hole instantly appeared on the black-robed man's forehead.
His body swayed and finally fell to the ground.
"Boy, you are looking for death!" A roar suddenly came from Lu Yu's ears.
When the mad swordsman saw that his formation master was killed by Lu Yu, even in front of him, he couldn't help being shocked and angry.
He spent a lot of money to hire this formation master, and now, all the spiritual stones have been wasted.
"Crazy Crazy Knife!"
The mad swordsman drew his sword and slashed furiously, leaving several deep marks on the ground with the sharp sword energy.
Lu Yu said with an indifferent expression: "You are the only one who is qualified to use a knife?"
He stretched out his finger and pressed lightly with the sharp sword energy.
The heavy long knife was directly clamped by Lu Yu with two fingers, unable to move.
Immediately, Lu Yu exerted a little force, and the long knife shattered.