Chapter 108: The Blood Escape Technique of the Demon Dao Long Fan

  At the command of the Qi Gong master, dozens of fierce-looking fellow disciples from the Lie Feng Sect charged forward. Dozens of monks had just become Qi Gong masters not long ago, where were these skilled road-blocking Qi Gong masters' opponents? In a few breaths, more than ten Qi Gong masters were killed. Only seven or eight monks saw the situation was not good and ran away with their legs to temporarily survive.

  King Guang, who had recovered his magical powers, saw that the monks were unable to withstand the attack. After a brief moment of thought, he took out the Wan Gui Long Fan and shook it. Dark winds howled, evil energy surged forth, and dozens of black smoke columns shot up from the fan into the sky. These black smokes transformed into either ferocious beasts or sharp weapons, bringing with them a gust of malevolent wind that fiercely attacked the Lie Feng Sect's practitioners.

  The cultivators of the Fierce Wind Sect were happily slaughtering the monks, who would have thought that they would suddenly be attacked? In an instant, more than a dozen cultivators reacted too slowly and were enveloped by black smoke. Only a series of miserable cries could be heard, as more than a dozen cultivators were instantly invaded by the black smoke, leaving no bones behind. Even the magical artifacts on their bodies that had not been deployed yet were also invaded by the black smoke, turning them into useless scrap metal.

  "Beware, someone is launching a sneak attack." The leading Qi cultivator saw that more than ten of his own sect members were lost in an instant and didn't dare to chase the monk anymore. He let out a loud shout, letting everyone gather together. Some released defensive treasures, some threw out thunder fire to confuse and disrupt, while most manipulated flying sword treasures to roam around and search for enemies to attack.

  The others gathered, and Wang Guang was not surprised. He let out a few eerie laughs, picked up the long banner, and emerged from his hiding place. "Boundless Heavenly Venerable! I don't know why you fellow Taoists are setting up your gear here? Look around, the scenery is beautiful, it's a great place to drink, have fun, sing and dance. Why is there such a bloody atmosphere? You're ruining the view."

  As soon as Wang Guang jumped out, a practitioner of the Lie Feng Sect cried out in surprise: "It's that demonic Daoist who killed our fellow sect member. The sect master told us to find him. Everyone be careful, his treasure is extremely evil and can not only dissolve the body but also seize the soul."

  The other cultivators of the Fierce Wind Sect were enlightened at first, but then felt a strong sense of discomfort. "Shut up and prepare to take down this kid, we've all seen how powerful his treasure is, no need for you to keep running your mouth." One of the cultivators glared fiercely at the man, then looked nervously at Wang Guang, who was sneering repeatedly, hoping that his method wouldn't be too time-consuming.

  Wang Guang listened to the fierce debate of the Lie Feng Zong people and suddenly felt amused. He lazily waved the long banner in his hand, starting an attack without saying a word.

  Those Lie Feng Zong cultivators saw Wang Guang shaking the long banner, and before they could react, they saw a large amount of black smoke mixed with foul-smelling air enveloping them from all sides. Some people couldn't bear the smell and felt dizzy and suffocated, and then their magic powers fluctuated out of control, and one of them fell head-first from mid-air.

  Before they could even fall to the ground, a thick black smoke billowed out, as if an abyss had swallowed up all of them, leaving no bones behind. The remaining Liè Fēng Zōng cultivators each employed their techniques to resist the foul odor and black smoke, but felt the pressure increase exponentially.

  The leading Qi cultivator threw out a large bowl that floated above his head, and the bowl rotated, absorbing all the black smoke and foul odor that rushed towards him. For a while, he could hold on. However, the surroundings were dark, and no light could be seen, let alone finding Wang Guang to attack him.

  "Don't panic, come closer like me." The leading practitioner of the exercise rubbed a few dark thunders under his feet. The dark thunder exploded, instantly blasting a large hole in the surrounding black smoke. He was about to escape through the big hole and get out of the range of the black smoke, but unexpectedly, the surrounding black smoke moved and blocked the hole in an instant.

  This leader was also a ruthless character, only to see him grit his teeth and throw out dozens of thunderbolts in a burst of energy, causing chaos around him. "Boom... boom" Dozens of deafening explosions, actually dispersing more than half of the black smoke around. However, several unlucky fellow disciples were hit by his dark thunder, and for a moment their defenses were unstable, allowing the black smoke to take advantage of the situation and snatch away their lives.

  The appearance of a large blank area gave the other Qi cultivators a target. When they gathered around their leader at the fastest speed, after slightly checking the number of people, everyone's heart couldn't help but sink down.

  "What a great demon path, truly a good method." The leader looked at the more than ten remaining fellow disciples beside him, with both admiration and terror. "In just a few breaths' time, so many people were slaughtered. What a great treasure, what a great treasure."

  "Senior brother, kill that little brat and seize his magical artifact. At that time, within the sect, except for the Sect Master, you will have no equal." A female Qi-refining cultivator said with a sinister and fearful expression.

  "You're just a fool, really don't understand, what benefits did your ancestors give to the sect leader back then? They actually accepted you, this goods with brain problems, into the sect." The leader of the Liefeng Sect heard the words of the female Qi cultivator and felt his blood rushing up, almost falling over. "A treasure that killed dozens of our people, you stole it from me to take a look? If you speak nonsense again, the demon won't kill you, I'll kill you first."

  In a rage, the leader loudly rebuked the female Qi cultivator. The female Qi cultivator was extremely angry upon hearing this, but she wasn't completely out of her mind either and didn't dare to retort against the leader again. Instead, she silently manipulated the two flying swords, releasing countless sword lights that forced the surrounding black smoke and foul odor back, not letting them get close.

  "Follow me and retreat, don't look back." The leader severely scolded the female Qi practitioner before ignoring whether there were any other mentally ill fellow disciples in the team. He directly locked onto a direction and flew off into the distance. Bolts of thunderfire shot out from his hands, exploding the black smoke in front of him. A large bowl on top of his head spun wildly, continuously absorbing the foul smell of the black smoke.

  "Faster, faster." The feeling of the black smoke around him growing thinner, the leader suppressed the excitement in his heart. Because he had already felt that the number of filthy auras contained in the treasure on his head was approaching its limit, if there were no other measures, the big bowl might explode or lose its effect at any time, and it would be unknown how difficult it would be to rush out later.

  He gritted his teeth, opened his mouth and sprayed several mouthfuls of magic power and a mouthful of pure blood into the large bowl on his head. As a result, the light emitted by the large bowl became even more brilliant, and in the blink of an eye, it violently expanded to the size of a water tank, fiercely absorbing the surging polluted air.

  A black smoke condensed python was shattered by the magic treasures and dark thunders of more than a dozen Qi-refining cultivators, and there was no longer any black smoke entanglement around. The leader let out a long howl, and another mouthful of blood spurted out, but he was worried about Wang Guang's methods, directly displaying the sect's secret blood escape technique, transforming into a bloody light that fled desperately towards the distance.

  There were clever and cunning ones who used the Blood Escape Technique to flee in a frenzy, but at this point, would they still care about whether their vitality was damaged or not? "As long as I can escape with my life, the two mouthfuls of essence blood will only take over ten days to recover." The leader thought to himself. Thinking of this, he opened his mouth and spat out another mouthful of essence blood, hoping that his speed could be even faster.