"Aiya, I knew it, clan head Zhang Huan, you are just a good-looking person on the surface, but in reality, you cannot withstand a fight!"
Blood demon emissary Gu Changpan, who was still standing on the roof, looked at clan head Zhang Huan, who had collapsed on the street, saying without any surprise.
He then spoke to the side.
"Alright, friends, come out and take a look, see how I can suppress this rising star of the Gu Immortal Sect."
Blood demon emissary Gu Changpan spoke in a mocking tone, as if he was joking. Around ten people appeared at Zhang Huan's position.
Fang Yuan looked at them, and good heavens, they were all familiar faces!
These people were people from neutral clans that the Gu Immortal Sect and Gu Demon Sect had to win over.
