Chapter 1347 Crimson Demon Ghost (2/2)

Weng! *

It used its thick arm to pat its chest, and then charged towards the Asura Sword Prison Team. The squads of the Asura Sword Prison were all very serious, and other than Zhuo Xuanming, the other four people were all heading towards the Scarlet Demon Ghost to kill.

Four Peak of the 9th Stage of the Divine Martial Realm Sword Fighter s faced a Scarlet Demon, and each of them took out their own sword. Long Chen took a look, and saw that they were all actually terrifying Dao artifacts, but they did not have any Dao patterns.

However, for them, this was more than enough.

The martial artists of the Asura Sword Prison were truly terrifying. When fighting, they simply didn't need to defend. Each one of their moves was aimed at the Scarlet Demon Ghost and didn't even get close!

This kind of fighting style was the Scarlet Demon Ghost's weakness. In terms of body, they were much more nimble than Scarlet Demon Ghost.

”Brother Long, you can't just let my Asura Sword Prison's people go and enjoy the show, right?” Just then, Zhuo Xuanming looked over and shouted coldly.

Long Chen laughed and said: ”The four super experts of the Asura Sword Prison are more than enough to deal with this Scarlet Demon. Why are we going up to join in the fun?”

In reality, his back was covered in cold sweat because when the four fellows were fighting the Scarlet Demon Ghost, the terrifying existence behind them was actually enraged.

Long Chen could clearly feel his anger, so at this moment, let alone taking action, he was already prepared to escape.

”Brothers, get out of the way! Watch me destroy the Sword Qi!” One of the warriors rushed into the clouds and suddenly slashed his sword. Instantly, a sharp sword Qi shot down. This sword Qi seemed to be condensed from countless small swords, densely packed and densely packed. It was extremely destructive.

Clang clang clang!

One portion of the sword Qi slashed the iron chains, while the other part stabbed into the Scarlet Demon's flesh.

The Scarlet Demon Ghost issued a miserable howl as his arms crazily danced in the air. A black iron chain shot towards the martial artist in the air. The martial artist hastily used his sword to block, but that terrifying force still sent him flying backwards, vomiting blood!

Long Chen had just praised those four people.

”Brothers, let's attack him together and kill him!” The wounded warrior also recovered quickly, and the anger in his heart caused him to fight crazily. Even though the fighting strength of this Scarlet Demon Ghost was very terrifying, and could not be defeated, under the encirclement of the four Peak of the 9th Stage of the Divine Martial Realm Sword Fighter s, it still fell down not long after.

At this time, Zhuo Xuanming was trying to intimidate Long Chen and the others.

After the Scarlet Demon Ghost fell to the ground, the four Sword Fighter s gasped for breath and approached them. One of them had the heaviest injuries, and almost fell to the ground.

Looking at this situation, Zhuo Xuanming felt anger in his heart. To Mo Xiaolang, he said: ”You guys had a good plan, let us Asura Sword Prison Team open up a path for you, right? Good, very good, I think you all have no sincerity at all! ”

When they said this, they did not see the suffocating expressions on Long Chen and the others.

”He” was approaching …

Long Chen instinctively felt that 'he' was very angry, very angry.

He was not listening to what Zhuo Xuanming was saying at all, but felt that guy's position. He got closer and closer, and just as Zhuo Xuanming finished speaking, a miserable scream came from behind him. Everyone looked over, and was immediately stunned.

Out of the four warriors, the one at the back had his head missing. Only a headless body was still standing there.

Everyone was stunned.

The headless body and head seemed to have been bitten off by some kind of creature. There were bite marks left on the broken part. It wasn't cut using a weapon at all …

The so called Azure-purple swords did not attack, it was not far from the dead warrior, but even they could not see who did it clearly. Only Long Chen and the others could see a black shadow suddenly shooting towards them.

The person who lost his head was the person who killed the Scarlet Demon Ghost in the last move.

Without saying a word, Long Chen and the other two had chosen to flee, and with a shua sound, they disappeared from where they were. Zhuo Xuanming was stunned for a moment, and at that moment, he also felt that hair-raising aura. Junior Brother's death made him think of a legend, a legend that would make people's hair stand on end.

”Flee!” Long Chen and the rest escaped, when Zhuo Xuanming thought of the legend, his entire body immediately shivered, and with a loud roar, he followed Long Chen and the rest of the group. At this time, the rest of them no longer cared about the dead body, and started chasing after Long Chen and the rest.

The Azure-purple swords's face was also very pale. They, who were the strongest, ran the fastest.

whooshing

A cold wind swept by.

The headless body crashed to the ground.

On the ground, a black shadow swept past once again, the black chains dragging the ground with tinkling sounds.