The Golden Pill Monks around were terrified.
Blood Hand Demon Li Tu.
His infamous reputation shook the Northern Plains, billions of living beings perished under his Blood Palm, including many direct lineage members of the Northern Plains families. He had always been sinister and fearless in the face of life and death.
Now, facing some terrifying enemy, the fear he displayed was palpable.
Among the crowd, Immortal Baimei's eyes flickered.
"Tushan Sword Cultivators!"
No need to continue, Blood Cloud said in a heavy tone.
Such Sword Intent, and from Tushan, who else could it be but a Tushan Sword Cultivator?
However, they had assumed that the opponent's strength was at most close to that of their second brother, possibly becoming the third general of Blood Cloud, the Blood Sword General.
Now it seemed, this Sword Intent...
Blood Cloud felt shocked in his heart.
