Peerless War God

He did not make his first move. Instead, he observed and briefly confirmed the identities of both parties. One of them was an evil cultivator, while the other seemed to be a group of people that had been temporarily organized.    

Why did he say that? Because the moves that these people used were too complicated and had everything.    

There were good, bad, profound, or rough ones all. It was clear that this group of people was a mix of fish and dragons, and their strength was not all that great.    

The most formidable among them were two people. One was a male cultivator who held a great sword, the other a female cultivator who carried a sword case on her back, her temperament unordinary.    

Apart from these two people, the rest of the people were not that outstanding. They gradually could not hold on much longer.    

At this moment, an evil cultivator laughed nastily and shouted, "You overestimate yourselves. With your little ability, you dare to have designs on me. Go to hell."    

"Poison Blood Palm."    

The evil cultivator wore a ferocious and cruel expression as he raised his hand and struck out with his palm. The palm was filled with the scent of blood, and it was covered in a black paste. It emitted a disgusting stench like that of a rotting corpse.    

At the same time, it was also terrifying.    

They did not dare to take this palm head-on. If they were to receive it, they would either die or be injured by the poison. This group of evil cultivators had always been vicious, and they were even more ruthless when it came to poisoning.    

Sure enough, when the male cultivator with the greatsword saw this, he roared furiously, "There's poison, retreat!"    

However, he was still a step too late. The evil cultivator shook his body and passed the male cultivator with the greatsword, arriving in front of a cultivator. Under the terrified gaze of the cultivator, he struck out with his palm.    

BANG!    

The palm struck the cultivator's chest, causing his sternum to cave in. However, this was not the most terrifying part.    

A large patch of pitch-black color quickly spread across his chest area and quickly covered his entire body. Then, from the spot where his chest was struck by the palm, it began to fester bit by bit. It flowed like pus and turned into a black and sticky pus. It was incomparably terrifying.    

In just a few breaths of time, that person's corpse fell headfirst into the sea.    

"What a terrifying poisonous palm. Everyone, be on guard, do not engage in close combat. Open up the distance." On the side, the female swordsman also reminded him.    

As she shouted, five swords shot out from the sword box and charged at the evil cultivators.    

When the male cultivator saw this, he shouted, "Everyone, be careful."    

With that, he flashed to the side of the female cultivator with the sword case and fought side by side with her. With the two of them working together, they managed to hold their ground for the time being.    

However, the evil cultivators had the numerical advantage, so they gradually began to be at a disadvantage.    

This point was clearly seen by Xiaolong. It was not that these people were not powerful enough. The evil cultivators were not strong enough. It was because they were too despicable. They poisoned their crotches and ambushed them. All sorts of methods appeared one after another. In addition, the number of evil cultivators was also slightly higher.    

As time passed, another member of the righteous cultivators' side was reduced.    

"Ah, no..."    

A male cultivator screamed in agony, extremely unwilling to give up. His body was broken into two and he died on the spot.    

" How could it be like this? It's too terrifying! I'm not going to fight anymore, I'm not going to fight anymore! "    

"This... is too powerful! We aren't a match at all! If we continue fighting like this, only death awaits us!"    

This kind of miserable scene made all of the righteous path cultivators quiet out like cicadas in winter. They were scared half to death, and all of them revealed terrified expressions as they wanted to retreat and escape.    

Being afraid of death was truly human nature.    

Seeing such a scene, even the male cultivator with the greatsword felt that he could not hold on any longer. Suddenly, he looked up at the sky and shouted: "Sir, you have been watching for so long, why didn't you help us? If you are willing to help us... I will definitely thank you"    

The female cultivator in the sword case also retreated and came to the side of the male cultivator with the big sword.    

As for the evil cultivator leader who was entangled with him, he was not in a hurry to chase after him. Instead, he looked at the sky vigilantly.    

It was not because the little dragon was not careful enough and was discovered by the enemy. It was because he did not conceal himself and was openly watching. There were many cultivators like him, but the other cultivators were carefully hiding and did not want to show themselves.    

On the contrary, he was particularly conspicuous.    

"We are the people of the Bloody Butcher. It would be best if you are willing to withdraw. We will not interfere with each other's business. If you are unwilling, you must think clearly and wait for the bloody revenge of the Bloody Butcher. Hmph."    

The words of the leader of the evil cultivators were indeed very powerful.    

If it were any other ordinary cultivator hearing these words, they would have been scared away long ago, but today, they could be considered unlucky, to actually run into the little dragon.    

"Heh, interesting. Enemies really cross paths. I didn't think that I would actually run into the Blood Butcher's people here. They all deserve to die."    

Hearing this, Xiao Long's heart was filled with hatred.    

Since they had already formed a grudge and even heavily injured Guo Jing, this meant that they would not rest until one of them died. There was no need to hold back.    

With this thought in mind, Xiaolong simply took the initiative to appear and walk out from behind the clouds.    

Seeing this, the male cultivator with the big sword and the female cultivator with the sword case both had joyful expressions. They looked at each other and the male cultivator with the big sword hurriedly said, "Sir, are you willing to take action?"    

Actually, this was a complete nonsense. If Xiao Long did not want to get involved in this dispute, he would have long avoided it like the other cultivators.    

His appearance was already a clear indication of his attitude.    

The leader of the evil cultivators flew into a rage when he saw this, and his face was covered in a fierce expression as he said furiously, "Who are you? Tell me your name if you have the courage, and you actually dare to interfere in the matter of my Blood Butcher. Don't tell me you aren't afraid of revenge?"    

In any case, Xiaolong was a World Exterminating Demon Dragon with the strength of a dignified Tribulation Transcender Realm, and he was instantly infuriated upon being scolded like this.    

Of course, the bigger reason was that this little dragon had concealed his aura. In the eyes of others, he was merely a cultivator at the peak of the Prominent Divine Stage.    

Therefore, he was naturally not afraid. Instead, he was spouting nonsense.    

However, the little dragon did not care about these things. He was really a little angry now because he had been looked down upon.    

"Revenge? Your father will be afraid of your revenge. Hmph, sooner or later, your father will destroy the Blood Butcher and get rid of all evils for the world." The little dragon spoke arrogantly.    

Sure enough, these words immediately shocked everyone. Forget about the evil cultivators' leaders, even the cultivators from the righteous path were greatly shocked.    

This person was merely a peak Prominent Divine Stage cultivator, yet he dared to speak such arrogant words, and even threatened to destroy the Blood Butcher.    

Who exactly was this person?    

... "" The male cultivator with the greatsword and the female cultivator with the sword case exchanged a look of confusion.    

"Sir, who are you?" The leader of the evil cultivators was also stunned. He asked in a skeptical manner, but he couldn't come up with an idea.    

The little dragon was simple by nature and could not be bothered to think about the twists and turns. To put it bluntly, he was a man of his word. As long as it was Chen Xiao who told him to do so, he would obey without any discounts.    

Evil cultivators deserved to die.    

He sneered and didn't say much. "Die."    

With a flicker, he turned into a blurry blood shadow and appeared beside the leader of the evil cultivators in a flash. The sudden attack was too fast for the leader of the evil cultivators to react in time.    

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