Masked Ren Feifan didn't hesitate, with a cold snort, his Ancient Dust Sword wrapped in Blood Gas charged forth to kill.
Evil Qi rolled in like a storm! A sense of the ancient wilderness spread outwards! The magnetic field of the encampment suddenly became chaotic.
Just as Ren Feifan was about to make contact with the Wuji Sect disciples, he strode forward fiercely, the ground trembled momentarily, and then with the power of his arm tattoos surging, his body suddenly burst into endless fierce flames, burning up the heavens.
The Ancient Dust Sword, engulfed in raging flames, fiercely smashed onto the longswords of those people.
"Clang!"
With a single sword strike, Ren Feifan forced those Wuji Sect disciples back, making them too scared to approach.
"Hey, you guys in the Life Loss Realm, sure you want to stand in my way? My sword is merciless! Those who block my path, die!"
