I was framed, but I suppressed the whole sect

Chapter 147 The Hand of God and Demon

Some people's teeth were even chattering.

Four words came out from between his teeth: Bloodthirsty Demon Saint.

The Bloodthirsty Demon Saint is one of the thousand demons in the Thousand Demon Cave. No one expected that the Bloodthirsty Demon Saint would come to the Sword Furnace.

Wherever the Blood-sucking Demon Saint passed, there were corpses everywhere. Now that he appeared, the few people who knew him well knew that no one would survive today.

"not good!"

"Someone wants to break the seal and release the evil object."

Jiang Zhentian, who was beside Fang Yun, reacted and his face changed drastically. Jiang Zhentian realized that something happened in the forbidden area.

Fang Yun looked at the blood-red light rising from the forbidden area of the sword furnace and asked, "Such a strange phenomenon, what exactly is sealed in your Jiang family sword furnace that actually attracted such a powerful person."

Fang Yun was really curious. Even though he had lived through a lifetime, he still couldn't understand everything.

After all, Fang Yun had never been to the Sword Furnace in his previous life, so he didn't know what had happened there.

Jiang Zhentian quickly explained, "Mr. Fang should know that my sword furnace forging sword heritage comes from the Jidao Sword Sect."

"The senior from the Jidao Sword Sect who taught my Jiang family ancestor the sword-making method once asked my Jiang family to suppress an evil creature for generations. Although I don't know what that evil creature is, it is sealed in the forbidden area in the back mountain. The strange phenomenon that has appeared now must be the appearance of that evil creature."

"Someone entered the forbidden area and broke the seal."

“Please help me, sir. Otherwise, not only will everyone die today, but once the evil creature is controlled by the devil, it will be an unimaginable catastrophe.”

Seeing Jiang Zhentian so anxious, Fang Yun was also filled with curiosity. He followed Jiang Zhentian and immediately rushed to the Jiang family's forbidden area.

Before Fang Yun and his companions got close to the forbidden area, they saw several figures flying backwards, their chests collapsed and their bodies turned into mummies.

The person who did it was extremely cruel. Not only did he kill people, he also swallowed their blood.

"Hahaha!"

"You are a bunch of ants, and you dare to stop me from taking out the holy object? Then you will become the sacrifice."

In the forbidden area, a sinister laugh was heard, followed by several screams.

At the same time, Fang Yun and Jiang Zhentian also discovered something floating in the forbidden area. It was a hand that had turned into bones.

However, this hand that had turned into white bones was now devouring the surrounding qi and blood. The essence and blood of those Sword Furnace disciples who had died tragically were being absorbed by this arm that had turned into white bones.

A terrifying evil power emanated from the white bone arm.

"Too late, too late!"

"The birth of an evil creature is destined to bring disaster to all living things. Jiang Zhentian is incompetent and I feel sorry for our ancestors."

After Jiang Zhentian saw clearly the bones that were absorbing his essence and blood, his face turned extremely pale.

Upon hearing this, Fang Yun frowned slightly and glanced at the hand bone floating there, his eyes full of confusion. It seemed that apart from being a little stronger, there was nothing unusual about it.

"Giggle!"

"Since you are here, then all of you will become food for the holy objects."

A sinister voice sounded in the blood mist.

The hand bone that was quietly floating and absorbing the essence and blood turned into a ray of blood light and appeared in front of Jiang Zhentian and Fang Yun. The finger bones opened and grabbed Jiang Zhentian's head directly.

Even though Jiang Zhentian was injured, his strength was still strong.

But when the bony hand grabbed him, a terrifying evil force erupted, and Jiang Zhentian seemed to have lost his soul, allowing the finger bones to fall.

It's like someone has taken away my soul.

At the critical moment, a sword suddenly rushed out and blocked the bone hand that was about to fall.

The sword belongs to Jiang Zhentian, but the one who controls it is Fang Yun.

The moment the sword blocked the bone hand, the evil force was forced back, and Jiang Zhentian, who was like a wooden sculpture, also woke up.

Looking at the bony hand blocked by the long sword, Jiang Zhentian's heart was pounding and his eyes were full of fear.

Jiang Zhentian knew very well that if it weren't for Fang Yun, he would have been dead.

At the same time, Jiang Zhentian was once again shocked by Fang Yun's strength. It was obvious that Fang Yun's strength exceeded Jiang Zhentian's previous expectations.

"roll!"

Fang Yun snorted coldly, and the sword intent on the sword surged.

Directly shake the bone hand back.

"Ok?"

“It’s still intact!”

Seeing that the bone hand that was knocked back was intact, Fang Yun couldn't help but take a closer look.

"I underestimated the sword furnace. I didn't expect that someone could repel the holy object." At this moment, a skinny old man walked out of the blood mist, and his cold eyes swept over Fang Yun's body.

"Holy Realm!"

As soon as the skinny old man appeared, Fang Yun sensed his cultivation level.

This made Fang Yun even more curious about the finger bones. Something that could make a saint personally handle it could not be an ordinary thing.

"Blood-sucking Demon Saint!"

Jiang Zhentian looked at the skinny old man in front of him and his face turned pale with fright.

"Yes, it's me!"

Upon hearing this, the Bloodthirsty Demon Saint sneered and directly admitted his identity.

"You know him!"

Fang Yun's eyes fell on Jiang Zhentian and he asked curiously.

"I don't know him, but I have seen the portrait of the Bloodthirsty Demon Saint. This demon is the lord of the 998th Demon Cave among the Thousand Demon Caves, the Bloodthirsty Demon Saint." Jiang Zhentian explained with a look of despair on his face.

"Is he just the master of the Nine Hundred and Ninety-Eight Demon Caves?"

“I thought it was closer to the front?”

After hearing Jiang Zhentian's explanation, Fang Yun's eyes were full of regret.

Originally, he wanted to use the Bloodthirsty Demon Saint to test the limit of his own strength, but it was obvious that the Bloodthirsty Demon Saint in front of him did not have this ability.

When the Bloodthirsty Demon Saint heard Fang Yun's words, his eyes narrowed slightly.

In the past, the Bloodthirsty Demon Saint would have broken Fang Yun's neck without hesitation, but not long ago, Fang Yun had a fight with the Netherworld Sword Saint Liu Sheng, and the Bloodthirsty Demon Saint had paid attention to it.

Even the Bloodthirsty Demon Saint couldn't see through Fang Yun.

In the eyes of the Bloodthirsty Demon Saint, Fang Yun is just a small cultivator at the second level of the Spiritual Sea. But can a cultivator at the second level of the Spiritual Sea kill the Netherworld Sword Saint?

Feeling that he had not seen through Fang Yun, the Bloodthirsty Demon Saint was somewhat afraid of Fang Yun.

Moreover, the fact that he was not affected by the evil power of the Bone Hand and was able to save Jiang Zhentian was enough to show that Fang Yun was very powerful, at least at the early stage of the Saint Realm.

"Fang Yun, are you sure you want to get involved in this mess?" The Bloodthirsty Demon Saint narrowed his eyes and stared at Fang Yun in front of him.

"what······"

In the distance, faint screams were heard, and more and more blood and energy were gathering here.

Fang Yun did not answer the Bloodthirsty Demon Saint's words. Fang Yun grabbed Jiang Zhentian's sword in his hand and swung it casually. A sword light shot up into the sky.

scoff.

The blood-colored sky was like a layer of rag and was torn apart by the sword energy.

The blood-sucking Demon Saint's blood-sucking field was directly broken by Fang Yun's sword energy, and the devouring power disappeared immediately.

Looking at the sword in Fang Yun's hand, the Bloodthirsty Demon Saint's eyes narrowed into slits.

Even the Bloodthirsty Demon Saint couldn't see through that sword just now.

At the same time, the Bloodthirsty Demon Saint sensed danger from Fang Yun.

"Young man, do you really want to ruin my great plan? Do you know what the consequences will be?" The Bloodthirsty Demon Saint stared at Fang Yun, his voice becoming extremely cold, which made people tremble with fear.

Even Jiang Zhentian felt a chill all over his body at this moment.