Long Xueyi gripped the sword hilt and strode forward, her eyes lighting up with a burst of golden light, sword intent gathered on her body: "You really practice the Demon Skill!"
Wu Moyi's somewhat crazed gaze fell on her: "It seems you are that Demon Hunter, a master they intentionally brought to deal with me."
Long Xueyi didn't speak, just the sword intent on her body became increasingly terrifying, vaguely forming a giant sword shadow above her head.
"Floating Rain Sect disciples, form the Ten Directions Sword Array and fight the enemy with me, the Sect Leader!"
Wulong shouted.
However, except for the disciples close to them, most of the Floating Rain Sect disciples were retreating.
"The Demon Suppression Bureau only punishes those who cultivate Demon Skills, innocent ones will not be killed!"
Situ Ying roared again, causing some disciples to distance themselves from Wulong and others.
