Swoosh swoosh swoosh!
Chu Ming's body flickered several times, leaving several afterimages in the air. The Blood Demon before him was about to advance to a mid-level Great Blood Demon, its strength comparable to a peak True Dao Fifth Layer martial artist. Even Chu Ming dared not underestimate it.
Splurt splurt splurt...
As he moved, the Blue Red Sword slashed repeatedly, sounds of air breaking continuously resounding. The blood-red tentacles had not yet reached Chu Ming before being severed and dissipating into the air.
However, the Blood Demon's life force was inherently resilient. Let alone this Great Blood Demon, Chu Ming's sword had just severed its tentacles, and in the blink of an eye, countless tentacles sprouted again, wriggling wildly like dancing leaves, entangling toward Chu Ming.
"Three Talents Swordsmanship!"
