Hearing this, Fengjiu glanced at him and raised her eyebrows: "What do you want to do? Don't tell me you want to fight with the blood demon." The old man had fallen into his trap, and he was desperate to move forward.
"Take good care of him." Zhuo Junyue said, looking at the blood demon in front of him. At this time, Master Chai also walked forward and stood beside Zhuo Junyue.
Seeing the two people coming forward, the Blood Demon laughed loudly and looked at them with joking and contempt: "What do you two want to do? You two are not worthy of my attention, let alone my action. However, since you want to come up and die one by one, I have plenty of time to play with you slowly."
As he spoke, he took a step back and motioned for the two people beside him to come forward: "Go, take care of these two people, let them see our strength!"
"Yes!" The two men responded, flew forward, drew out their swords and attacked.
Han Rong was still standing beside the Blood Demon without moving, but his gaze had now moved to the young man in blue with inquiry. However, the people from the family surrounded them, blocking the figures of Hunyuanzi and the young man in blue, making it impossible to see what they were doing.
At this time, Fengjiu was helping Hunyuanzi check the wounds. When she opened his clothes and saw the wounds caused by the sharp spikes on the fist gloves, Fengjiu's eyes narrowed slightly. While she was treating the wounds, she was merciless in her words.
"Old man, didn't you say you were very powerful? How could you be injured like this by someone who is weaker than you? Look at yourself now, how can you look like a great master?"
As the poison in his body took effect, the old man's breath gradually weakened. Hearing Feng Jiu's words, he still retorted unwillingly: "The old man was careless. Who would have thought that the blood demon was so shameless! He couldn't beat the old man and he came to sneak up on me."
"If it were me, I would do the same. Only you would talk about rules with a demon cultivator." Fengjiu sneered and took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth.
"What's that? Let me see."
He smelled a strong medicinal aroma when he took out the pill. Just as he was about to see what level of pill it was, it was forced into his mouth. He only felt a cool breath flowing through his body after the pill slid into his throat.
"The Immortal King has been injured so badly, and there are demon cultivators everywhere around him. I'm afraid we can't escape." A young man next to him said, with unconcealable worry on his face.
Chai Feng stood beside Feng Jiu and asked with a glimmer of hope: "Xiao Jiu, do you have any other ideas?"
"What can I do? These demon cultivators are not easy to deal with." She pouted and pierced his ten fingers to force out the poison, saying, "Old man, you owe me a life."
"How long will it take to recover?" Hunyuanzi asked, worried about the battle situation ahead.
Feng Jiu glanced at him and said, "Do you think you can fight again right after the poison is removed? Come on! You're lucky to be alive. You took a few punches from that blood demon, and each punch hit you right in the chest. Even if you take the inner elixir, the internal injuries won't heal in a short time."
"I'm worried that they are no match for those demon cultivators, especially with the Blood Demon here. Even if all of you were added together, you would still not be a match for the Blood Demon." Hunyuanzi said, covering his chest and trying to stand up.