CHAPTER 1375: CHAPTER 1375: WE MUST TAKE DOWN A MARTIAL SAINT!

"You..."

Seeing the Frost Giant Sword slicing toward him, even Beao was greatly startled. He sensed an intensely terrifying and chilling aura and immediately had to swing his sharp claws to block it.

Clang, clang, clang, clang!

Suddenly, the clash rang out in the void, as the Frost Giant Sword collided fiercely with Beao’s claws, transforming into a shadowy illusion.

"Ah..."

Finally, a miserable scream echoed. The Frost Giant Sword, condensed by Fan Pingyuan, struck continuously on Beao’s claws, and its sharp blade managed to sever all of Beao’s claws!

"You... you... Damn it! Human, I will kill you!" Beao screamed bitterly, retreating violently, then flapping his wings to hover in mid-air, glaring fiercely at Fan Pingyuan.

His fingers were dripping with blood, each one looking severely injured.

Vlad III witnessing this scene furrowed his brows. His underling was injured at the hands of Fan Pingyuan; it was utterly disgraceful! He coldly snorted immediately.

"Beao, if you cannot kill this man, do not come to see me again."

"Yes."

Beao, his expression serious, quickly answered.

Then, he looked at Fan Pingyuan with a trace of madness in his eyes.

This battle, must win!

If he fails, the consequences will be unimaginable. It should be noted that Vlad III is the most brutal king among the Blood Clan!

"Human Clan Martial Saint, prepare yourself. Offer up your head." Beao shouted loudly, "Bloodthirsty Demon!"

Boom!

Accompanied by this voice, countless black Gang Qi suddenly surged out of Beao’s body. These Gang Qi floated in mid-air, transforming into bizarre black demons, all bearing blood-red eyes.

Upon appearing, these demons fixed their gaze on Fan Pingyuan, their blood-red eyes brimming with greed.

The sensation was as though Fan Pingyuan was the most delicious food in the world.

"Bloodthirsty Demon? Is it really this move!"

Fan Pingyuan’s expression instantly became grave.

Among the Blood Clan, this Bloodthirsty Demon is an extremely difficult move, powerful, and unless consuming a vast amount of energy, it cannot be refined.

Once successful, its attack power is horrifying! Hundreds and thousands of demons rush forth like an army, almost unstoppable.

But...

"I’ve long heard of the reputation of this Bloodthirsty Demon. Seeing it today, it’s indeed extraordinary. Let me... experience it then."

Fan Pingyuan’s gaze turned fierce.

His body slowly crouched, akin to a leopard ready to spring. The Frost Giant Sword in his hand pointed toward the sky, its tip shimmering with icy light.

Boom!

In that instant, Fan Pingyuan seemed to become a sky-piercing giant sword.

"My mission now is just beginning. How can I be defeated by a mere Beao?" Fan Pingyuan thought to himself.

Beao also roared at this moment.

"Attack!"

Boom!

In the blink of an eye, countless demons charged at Fan Pingyuan, their blood-red eyes reflecting greed and chilling coldness. Their mouths opened, revealing sharp teeth within.

"Peace Chaos Sword Technique!"

"Sweep away the demons!"

Fan Pingyuan shouted ferociously. The Frost Giant Sword in his hand suddenly moved, transforming into strands of cold light and sword Qi.

Fssht, fssht, fssht!

In that moment, the space seemed to suddenly brighten up, and countless sword Qi erupted, charging outward.

Each demon under the sword Qi was torn apart, screaming miserably as they reverted to Gang Qi, dissipating into the air.

"This... why is the power so strong?" Seeing this, Beao’s eyes widened suddenly, his body couldn’t help but tremble.

This Bloodthirsty Demon was his strongest move!

And it was just broken?

Boom!

A sword light came from above, striking down fiercely. The last demon before Beao was split in two, then revealed a figure holding a sword—Fan Pingyuan.

His gaze was icy.

"Beao, Blood Clan lackey, come meet your death."

Fan Pingyuan said coldly.

A giant sword slashed down from the sky!

Beao screamed in terror.

He couldn’t dodge!

Bang!

Suddenly, at this moment, a pebble shot out from afar, striking under the giant sword.

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With a soft sound, the giant sword trembled, a crack appearing on its surface, then the crack spread rapidly, covering it completely.

Boom!

The Frost Giant Sword condensed by Fan Pingyuan suddenly shattered, bursting into pieces of icy fragments.

"This..."

Fan Pingyuan was astonished. What was happening? Who managed to shatter his Frost Giant Sword with a single pebble?

That was the terrifying sword that had just sliced through countless demons!

Unable to help, Fan Pingyuan turned his head to look over, seeing Vlad III with his face devoid of its previous elegant smile, replaced by cold indifference.

"A mere human Martial Saint dares to harm my subordinate, you..." Vlad III said coldly, eyeing Fan Pingyuan, "Do you wish to die?"

"Indeed... it’s just as Hua Muyang predicted." Fan Pingyuan trembled, sensing an immense pressure, his body instinctively filled with fear.

"Therefore..."

Fan Pingyuan thought to himself, "If I can’t win, I’ll run."

Bang!

Suddenly, two bursts of Gang Qi ignited at Fan Pingyuan’s feet.

His speed skyrocketed, dashing toward the other side of the valley without uttering a word.

His speed was like a gust of wind, disappearing from everyone’s sight in an instant.

"Huh?"

Anger flashed in Vlad’s eyes; this person dared to escape right before him?

Beao, recovering from the earlier fear, collapsed to the ground, gasping heavily and immensely relieved.

If Vlad III hadn’t intervened, he might have died here.

That human Martial Saint was truly terrifying, much stronger than him.

"Regardless, this person must be hunted down, crushed to ashes." Vlad III’s icy voice suddenly echoed in everyone’s ears.

"So, chase him down!"

Including Beao, everyone instantly jolted and then pursued toward the valley.

Just now Beao was defeated, leaving the Blood Clan deeply shamed; if word got out, Vlad could be mocked by other elders, so Fan Pingyuan must be captured and eliminated!