Having lost his Magic Sword, how could the True Yang Sword Cultivator block Su Yuan’s impending Flash?

With one stroke, his head was severed, and his body was instantly separated!

This sudden change filled Wang Hao’s heart with joy after narrowly escaping disaster.

But upon seeing who had come, Wang Hao’s expression turned a bit strange.

“Why is it him?”

The one who saved him was none other than the core disciple of the Demon Sky Palace, Qin Lianyun?

That this Demon Cultivator didn’t take the opportunity to attack him but actually saved him?

What was going on!

At this moment, numerous Blood Puppets saw Su Yuan rush into the camp and surrounded him.

The Blood Puppets, fearless of death and with hardened bodies fused with evil energy, were quite troublesome.

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A Black Flame flickered in Su Yuan’s eyes, and Undead Evil Fire surged from him like a tidal wave, instantly enveloping all the Blood Puppets around him!

In just a few moments, the Black Flame dissipated, leaving only Su Yuan in the scene, while all the Blood Puppets had turned to ashes.

“So… so powerful!”

Wang Hao gasped, staring blankly at the youth with blood-red eyes, holding a Vermilion Long Saber, surrounded by Black Flame.

“Kinda handsome too…”

Wang Hao quickly shook his head, cursing himself silently for what he was thinking.

Coming back to his senses, Wang Hao grew more serious.

The Blood Puppets that nearly drove him to desperation were effortlessly dealt with by the person in front of him.

It seemed, even though he was fortunate to get the last spot in entering the Heavenly Mountain Secret Realm in the sect, the gap between him and the core disciples of the Three Great Sects was indeed immense!

As Wang Hao was pondering, Su Yuan put away the Demon Saber and walked up to Wang Hao.

“Th… thanks to Friend Qin for your help,” Wang Hao quickly expressed his gratitude, though he remained wary, unsure of what this Demon Cultivator wanted.

“Friend Wang, no need to be polite. I have a request in saving you.”

Su Yuan made no effort to hide his intentions since a disciple of the Demon Sect wouldn’t save a disciple of the Righteous Sect for no reason.

Wang Hao was taken aback, not expecting the other party to know his name.

Participants in the Sword Fighting were mostly well-known core disciples from various sects, and he was only a recent substitute due to the breakthrough of his Eight-eyed Divine Owl.

Unexpectedly, the rising star core disciple from Demon Sky Palace had gathered intelligence on him?

It was… touching~

Wang Hao felt somewhat emotional and his impression of “Qin Lianyun” improved.

“I don’t know what Fellow Qin seeks?” Wang Hao gritted his teeth and spoke, “I can give you the two drops of Moon Milk I collected.”

Su Yuan smiled, “I don’t want your Moon Milk.”

If not the Moon Milk, then what? Was it something dishonorable?

Wang Hao’s heart tightened, “Then what is it…?”

“I just have something to ask you.”

“You have a question?” Wang Hao was surprised and quickly said, “Fellow Qin, please speak. As long as it’s not a sect secret, I will tell you everything I know.”

Su Yuan smiled and shook his head, “No rush for now. We can talk after the Sword Fight. But rest assured, it has nothing to do with sect secrets, just an ordinary matter.”

“Alright then.” Wang Hao agreed, but he was very curious about what Su Yuan wanted to ask.

“Friend Wang, it appears the Blood Evil Sect has controlled quite a number of Blood Puppets?” Su Yuan said while using Far-Sighted to look ahead.

Wang Hao recollected himself and immediately nodded, “Yes! They have…”

Halfway through speaking, Wang Hao remembered that the other person was a Demon Sect disciple and paused.

Su Yuan turned back and smiled, “I’m not one to confuse good and evil. Friend Wang, feel free to speak.”

Hearing this, Wang Hao thought for a moment and then spoke:

“These Blood Puppets all belong to Tong Ming of the Blood Evil Sect, but these just now were nothing.

The truly powerful one… even Zhong Xiu of the Ten Thousand Sword Divine Sect was turned into a Blood Puppet by him!”

“Zhong Xiu of the Ten Thousand Sword Divine Sect?” Su Yuan’s eyes narrowed, and after a brief thought, he asked, “Then how did you escape? Were there others present?”

Just these Blood Puppets alone had almost cornered Wang Hao. If Zhong Xiu from the Ten Thousand Sword Divine Sect had also become a Blood Puppet, Wang Hao couldn’t have escaped alone.

The trouble with Sword Cultivators was their strong offense and speed!

Facing a Sword Cultivator, even if you could win, catching up was hard, and losing meant it was very difficult to escape.

If Tong Ming had sent Zhong Xiu to chase Wang Hao, there was no way a Beast Tamer like him could easily escape.

So, there must have been others drawing away part of the attack.

Wang Hao’s expression turned serious, “Yes, and the one holding off Tong Ming was none other than Sikong Liu from the Ten Thousand Sword Divine Sect.”

“Sikong Liu…”

Su Yuan nodded. This person was quite famous, the Shining Star Level senior brother of the Ten Thousand Sword Divine Sect, and a core disciple of the Independent Sword path.

Highly skilled, he had been known along with Zhang Chunyi of the Taishang Sect and Chou Wuliang of the Demon Sky Palace as the Three Heroes a few years ago.

Only in the last two years had new stars like Feng Xuanqing and Fang Shenyi risen, slightly overshadowing the fame of the Three Heroes.

Su Yuan pondered. Tong Ming must have quite a bit of Heavenly Mountain Moon Milk.

Moreover, it was uncertain if his summoning of Blood Puppets had any limits.

If he kept gathering formidable warriors like Zhong Xiu, things could get quite troublesome later…

After some thought, Su Yuan made a decision.

“Friend Wang, if you have no other matters, I suggest you leave the Secret Realm as soon as possible.” Su Yuan advised.

Wang Hao smiled wryly, nodding, “I plan to do that. My Beast Tamer now only has the Eight-eyed Divine Owl with some fighting power. Besides, I need to inform the outside about what’s happening here.”

Su Yuan silently shook his head. Informing the outside world wouldn’t help much.

With the Ten Sects Swordfight involving the distribution of Tiger Vein, the agreements had been clear that everyone relied on their own abilities and fate.

Even though turning people into Blood Puppets was despicable, it was a capability and method.

For the Demon Sect, such malevolent techniques were numerous.

After a brief hesitation, Wang Hao spoke, “Forgive me for being presumptuous, but if possible, Friend Qin, please don’t kill Sikong Liu.”

Su Yuan, expressionless, said, “I can’t promise that.”

Wang Hao didn’t dare to say more, fearing he might anger Su Yuan into killing him on the spot.

Sighing deeply, Wang Hao cupped his hands and took his leave.

Watching Wang Hao depart, Su Yuan then dashed forward.