The air was thick with the scent of blood.
"Swoosh!"
Accompanied by a sharp whistle!
The flying sword shot through the demon beast's eye like lightning, its momentum unabated, turning the brain inside into mush.
The demon beast's huge body stiffened suddenly, its whole body beginning to twitch unnaturally.
Chen Li reached out his hand to call back the flying sword, and only then did he relax.
He stepped forward with his sword, leapt onto the shoulders and neck of the demon beast, channeled his Zhou Tian Gang Jin, raised his sword, and with several continuous chops, completely severed the huge head that was nearly as tall as a man.
At this time, several Foundation Establishment cultivators finally flew over.
Chen Li canceled his spell and jumped down from the demon beast to greet them.
"Chen, you really keep your light under a bushel," laughed the leading Foundation Establishment cultivator.
