The blood river stopped in front of Chen Luoyang. In the surging blood river, a man's figure was faintly discernible. It was the Blood River Swordsman from earlier.
Chen Luoyang raised his head and calmly looked at the other party.
A sharp and gloomy voice came from the blood river, ""Congratulations on your victory."
On his way here, he had already seen the corpses of Yan Kong and the other two.
Even though this person had always killed people like they were numbed and his hands were covered in blood, he felt a chill in his heart at this moment.
Within a day, Chen Luoyang had already killed too many opponents.
Any one of them would be a famous figure in the mortal world, not worse than the Blood River Swordsman.
However, they had all died in this world under the mortal world today, and they would never be able to return to the mortal world.
