After the long sword was full of mo Xiangzi's blood, it immediately flew up and danced in the air. Then, it exploded with a loud bang and turned into a blood mist that filled the sky. A voice then came out from the blood mist, " "Who dares to hurt my Demon Sword sect's disciple!" With this voice, the blood mist slowly condensed together and turned into a blood-red figure. This figure was a very handsome man, but now his whole body was blood-red, looking a bit strange.
After the blood-red figure appeared, he scanned his surroundings. Then, his gaze fell on Zhao Hai and the others.
At this time, the elders of the demon Sword sect all turned their heads and knelt towards the blood-red figure, " "Greetings, sage king!"
The blood-red figure didn't even look at them. Instead, he stared at Zhao Hai and said, " "Are you the ones who want to destroy my Demon Sword sect?"
