Dazhufeng Song Daren, He Dazhi, Du Bishu and Tian Linger were all not far behind Zhang Xiaofan.
Seeing the young junior brother looking like a mad tiger and killing towards the depths of the demon sect crowd, several people were surprised and anxious.
Song Daren tried his best to lean in the direction of Zhang Xiaofan, but unfortunately the demon sect opponent in front of him was not weak and could not be defeated in a short time.
Looking towards Zhang Xiaofan, he saw that he was already surrounded by several people, but he was still rushing towards the depths of the Demon Cult crowd.
"Junior brother! Come back!"
Song Daren shouted anxiously, but he didn't have much to do. He just tried harder, hoping to quickly help his junior brother who didn't know why he was like this.
Tian Linger waved a stream of red light and rolled away a demon cultist in front of him, approaching Zhang Xiaofan. Several more people from the people who were besieging Zhang Xiaofan immediately came to stop him.
Although Amber Zhu Ling is powerful, there are too many enemies in front of her, and Tian Linger is also blocked on the way to Zhang Xiaofan.
She could only fight hard against the masters of the Demon Cult while shouting to Zhang Xiaofan: "Xiaofan, what's wrong with you? Come back, if anything happens, we'll come to the Demon Cult next time! You're in danger now!"
Du Bishu and He Dazhi were still further away. Although they were very anxious about Zhang Xiaofan's current state, there was nothing they could do.
When Zhang Xiaofan heard Tian Linger's voice, the red light in his eyes receded a bit. He subconsciously turned around and glanced at Tian Linger, then turned back and glanced at the aqua figure holding a white flower magic weapon.
What came to mind were the scenes in the dark cave, Senior Sister Ling'er, Senior Brother, Jingyu, and other senior brothers and sisters.
Everyone was almost killed in the Demon Cult's sneak attack, and Senior Brother Fang Chao and Senior Brother Jiang Zhongtian died in front of their own eyes.
Thinking back on everything that day.
The hatred for the demonic sect in my heart was boundless.
The original doubts were all clear the moment I saw the flower appear.
It turns out that the person who caused the senior brothers and sisters to fall into such a predicament that day was me. It has always been me!
It was him who told the Demon Cult every bit of the information that Senior Brother Qin had worked so hard to find out.
It was he who had caused his brothers and sisters to fall into a situation where they were almost completely destroyed.
It was him who killed two senior brothers, and also caused senior brother Qin's magic weapon to be destroyed. He was unable to recover in more than ten days.
How can you forgive me?
How can you forgive yourself for being so useless, so stupid, and making such a big mistake!
How can the anger in the heart be extinguished?
How can we face our senior brothers and sisters in the future?
That's Senior Sister Ling'er, the person I've admired the most since childhood.
That's the senior brother, the one who has taken care of him the most since he was a child.
There is also Jingyu, his only relative, as well as Senior Brother Qin and Senior Sister Lu...
How else can I face them?
The cold breath spread throughout his body from his right hand.
The fire stick emits a bright dark blue light, shining brightly in the darkness!
Zhang Xiaofan's eyes were filled with blood again.
There is an infinite desire to kill in his heart.
Looking at the aqua figure in front of me, the sky is filled with brilliance. I am invincible all the way!
There were many obstacles along the way.
The figures everywhere were shocked.
Baguio stood on the edge of the darkness, looking at Zhang Xiaofan who was approaching.
That figure, that young disciple of the Qingyun Sect who always looked a little stupid when we met him in the past.
Now, what appeared in front of him was a figure that no one could ignore.
The huge and strong anger filled this space.
The blood-red murderous eyes made Baguio feel a little scared at a glance.
The figures blocking him were all knocked away by that ugly stick. No, that was not knocked away.
All the figures were drained of blood!
The top of the ugly short stick exuded a strange blood-red light.
That figure was far more like a demon cult than anyone else at the scene.
Baguio was surprised and puzzled.
How could this person be like this? Isn't he a disciple of Qingyun? Why is his magic weapon so evil and weird?
Is he still the somewhat dull and clumsy Qingyun disciple he was some time ago?
Frowning slightly, the sad flower in his hand slowly rose, exuding a pure white light.
When people who don't know see the scene in front of them, they will definitely regard Zhang Xiaofan as the devil of the Demon Cult and Baguio as the saint of the righteous way.
Although I took advantage of him some time ago, I never said that I was a disciple of the righteous way, nor that I was not a disciple of the Demon Cult.
These are just things he made up in his own head.
Although, some couldn't bear it, and some didn't want to be his enemy.
However, she is the daughter of the leader of the Ghost King Sect, and she is a demon sect in their eyes!
What does it mean to use a little strategy to deal with people who are on the right path?
Now that he has come just in time, he has solved it all this time, and he will no longer have to carry this unnecessary guilt in the future. He is a Qingyun disciple after all.
"Those are bloodthirsty beads."
A faint and cold voice suddenly appeared in Baguio's ears.
"Bloodthirsty beads?"
Baguio was a little confused and stared at the top of the ugly short stick in Zhang Xiaofan's hand.
Then he suddenly realized: "No wonder he can suck human blood. But how can he control the blood-thirsty beads?"
"I don't know about that." Youji continued in a cold voice: "It should have something to do with that stick. Maybe it was refined with blood. It's really strange how that young man, a righteous disciple, mastered the method of blood refining.
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He thought for a moment and shook his head: "Forget it, I'm not good at thinking about this. You can ask your father when you get back. He is knowledgeable and should know."
On the battlefield, everyone who saw Zhang Xiaofan, whether they were good or evil, were extremely surprised, stopped their actions, and stared at Zhang Xiaofan.
"Those are blood-sucking beads!"
Finally, someone shouted out.
The sounds all around kept ringing.
"That's disciple Qingyun."
"How come Qingyun disciples have bloodthirsty beads?"
"Hehe, is this Qingyun disciple?"
"It's more like the Demon Cult than our Demon Cult!"
"Now let's see how the Qingyun Sect can gain a foothold!"
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This constant sound made the people under Qingyun Sect change their mood.
Tian Linger and the others were even more anxious and worried.
However, Zhang Xiaofan now was filled with the desire to kill and did not pay any attention to the sounds around him.
The demon cultists who stood between Baguio and Zhang Xiaofan were frightened by Zhang Xiaofan's terrifying aura and fled around.
After Baguio offered sacrifices to the sad flower, he was about to face Qingyun's little disciple.
A hand reaches out from behind.
You Ji pulled Baguio aside.
"His current state is very strange, let me do it."
Baguio hesitated for a moment and looked at Youji.
Youji shook her head at her and took a step forward.
Baguio had no choice but to put away the sad flowers and retreat.
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