At this moment, in a deep ravine and canyon.
Screams echoed through the valley, and blood gushed out.
A stunningly beautiful figure, with five pure black tails swaying behind her.
He was surrounded by a black aura and held a blood-red spear.
"You...you witch, you killed so many of our people! Our Cloud Manor, and all the martial artists of China, will not let you go! You will definitely be wanted and hunted down by all of China! As for me, I don't care if I die. Even if I die today, I will still bite off a piece of your flesh!"
The speaker was the old man sweeping the floor at the entrance of the martial arts tournament. His eyes were filled with anger, his hunched body looked thin, and his tattered clothes revealed his aged skin and dripping blood.
"Giggle..."
"A mere Qi Refining Peak (Late Stage Earth Rank) dares to claim he could bite off a piece of flesh from me? How laughable!"
"To be frank, I've absorbed all the spiritual veins in your Cloud Manor. If I weren't in such a hurry to break through to the next realm, I probably would have wiped out everyone in your Cloud Manor!"
The enchantress's stunningly beautiful face was cold and incomparable. She wore a black miniskirt that tautly covered her two pale, white thighs, and five pure black tails swayed gently behind her.
His eyes were wide open, the pupils like those of a lynx, filled with intense killing intent.
"Why...why did you do this? The warriors of our Cloud Manor didn't harm you!"
The old man sweeping the floor was slightly out of breath, looking somewhat dejected. He looked at the demoness not far away and asked with a puzzled expression.
"Blame it on one of you, for someone among you slaughtered all my compatriots, and naturally I must take revenge!"
The enchantress let out a sharp cry, remembering the groups of her beloved compatriots who had died and been brutally murdered by these warriors. Her anger and killing intent were beyond words!
"How could that be? There could never be such a person in our Cloud Manor. You must be mistaken! Even if there were, you couldn't have killed so many innocent people!"
The old man sweeping the floor sighed...
"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Go down and join my compatriots!"
The demoness's pupils narrowed to the size of needles as she held a blood-red spear. Her five tails stood upright, and countless streams of black energy mingled with her body, flowing into the spear.
The next second, he charged towards the sweeping elder!
The air was thick with murderous intent...
Seeing her rushing over, the old sweeper knew he was no match for her, so he quickly channeled his inner strength and turned to run away frantically.
He wasn't afraid of dying, but because there would be reinforcements from Cloud Manor behind him.
He feared that if Wu Long and his men came together, their entire army would be wiped out.
Therefore, he had to run out and report the news. Only by getting the Dragon Group's top experts to come and use high-tech power could they suppress it!
"Trying to escape?"
"Oh!"
A mocking glint flashed in the enchantress's beautiful eyes as she suddenly flung out her blood-red spear, making a hand seal as she spoke.
The old man sweeping the floor was indeed fast.
But the spear was even faster!
"What? Damn it!"
The old man sweeping the floor turned his head and his heart skipped a beat; he had never seen such a bizarre move before.
The blood-red spear was surrounded by a black aura, like hatred and resentment, seemingly a spear of revenge.
A strong sense of death arose spontaneously.
Just then, a powerful spiritual palm slammed down from above, directly striking the blood-red spear.
"boom!"
Instantly, it erupted with astonishing energy, surging outwards and billowing thick black smoke.
The old man sweeping the floor was pushed away by this energy. He had to forcefully mobilize his internal energy to regain his footing.
Looking back, a young man in flowing white robes descended from the sky, wielding a fiery red longsword. His proud figure exuded a pleasing aura.
It was completely different from the black aura emanating from that demoness.
"Hmm...this aura feels so familiar?"
The enchantress paused slightly, her beautiful eyes scrutinizing Yang Feng carefully before she understood. The blood-red spear returned to her hand, and she said calmly:
"Are you going to stop me from killing him too?!"
"I have no intention of stopping you; I simply want to capture you."
Yang Feng looked at her calmly, but he had a feeling of déjà vu.
"Then we have no choice but to fight! Today, I must kill him, and all the warriors in Cloud Manor as well!"
The demoness clenched her sharp teeth, her pure black cat ears trembled slightly, and the spear in her hand once again emanated a black aura.
In an instant, the two unleashed powerful auras, wielding various weapons and clashing violently together.
"when!"
Like a sharp, piercing roar, it echoed throughout the deep ravine and canyon.