Seeing this the leading disciple of the Blood Fiend Sect sneered and turned to one of the mid-stage qi cultivators at his side.
"Go deal with that kid and make sure he can't cause any problems."
The disciple only nodded and zoomed towards Fang Yang who was on the sideline.
Seeing this Fang Yang's stony expression turned into an even colder frown.
He didn't know what the Blood Fiend Sect thought about him, but he truly wasn't interested in helping out Gu Wen. His only plan in coming here was to get some additional information not to fight. But he wasn't stupid, looking at the cruel and bloody smile on the face of the rushing cultivator it didn't seem like negotiation was an option.
Regardless of the small changes on Fang Yang's face, the devil cultivator continued rushing over but right as he arrived, Fang Yang brought out his Battle Saint Corpse puppet.
