It was a pair of pale and old hands, forming a sharp contrast with his face. Veins were visible on his hands, and the skin was wrinkled and flabby with black age spots. However, as he swung his hands, a visible airflow whistled in the palms and between the fingers. As his hands swung, the airflow in his hands became stronger and stronger, and then, with a force that was so powerful that it could not be detected, it struck in the direction of the sect master.
"call out!"
"call!"
The airflow carried a sharp sound as it cut through the air, making a whistling sound, and smashed heavily into the disciples of both sides who were fighting, and then hit the sect leader.
"ah!"
The disciples of both sides were hit by the airflow and flew away, emitting shrill screams. Those disciples were not able to block the airflow, so when the airflow hit the sect master, even though he was the sect master, blood spurted out at that moment, and his body was knocked several meters away, and he lost his balance and fell to the ground.
"Um!"
With a muffled groan, the blood in his chest surged upward, flowing out of his throat and out of the corners of his mouth.
"metropolitan!"
"metropolitan!"
Cries of surprise were heard one after another. The disciples of the sect who were originally fighting stopped fighting as they became distracted after seeing their sect leader being injured. The people of the Black Mountain Sect also retreated behind the Mountain Demon Patriarch as he raised his hand.
From beginning to end, he never looked at the several Black Mountain disciples who died because of the airflow he released. It seemed that in his eyes, those people's lives were as cheap as ants and not worth mentioning at all.
The Mountain Demon Patriarch put his hand back into his cloak again, and he walked forward slowly. With every step he took, the people from the sect took a step back. When they had no room to retreat, they could only look on with pale faces as the Mountain Demon Patriarch walked forward step by step until he arrived in front of their sect.
Several elders watched him step forward, looking down at the sect leader on the ground, but no one dared to step forward to help the sect leader up. They just watched with bated breath.
"Do you want to die? Or hand over those people?" A sinister voice was heard with murderous intent. His bloodthirsty eyes stared at the pale-faced sect leader on the ground. Suddenly, he laughed softly.
That laughter was feminine and cold, making people shudder.
The sect leader on the ground was also very nervous, but after all, he was the leader of a sect, in front of so many people, he really couldn't open his mouth and push those people out in exchange for his chance to survive.
Even if, in his heart, he really wanted to push those children out to save himself and the sect, but at this moment, he couldn't open his mouth.
Anxiety and worry conflicted with each other in his heart. Finally, he glanced at the Great Elder, and then, as if he could not bear the impact and the serious injuries and fainted, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the whole person fainted.
"metropolitan!"
The sect master had told the others about his plan when they came out. Seeing the sect master like this, the great elder was the first to quickly step forward and look at the unconscious sect master. He immediately said, "What the Mountain Demon Patriarch wants is the three children and the super beast. Why bother the people of our sect? We have done our best to protect the three children and the super beast. As long as you promise to evacuate our sect and never offend us again, we will bring them out to you!"