Chapter 4272
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"How is it? Are you still unwilling to surrender to us? If you don't surrender to us, then what awaits you is only death! "
Lord Gu and the others felt a chill in their hearts. They clenched the swords in their hands and stared at the leader. "Good and evil cannot coexist! We are righteous cultivators. How can we wallow in the mire with you demonic cultivators! "
"That's right!" Cultivator Lei shouted in a deep voice and stared at them sternly. "We don't know where you came from, but it's impossible for us to surrender to your Demon Lord!"
Ruan Pingzhi stared at the demonic cultivator and shouted, "Demonic cultivators rarely appear in our Nightless Club. Where did you all come from? What are your intentions for trying to win us over! "
"Ha! You frogs at the bottom of a well. How could you have heard of the Black Lotus Demon Lord's prestige? Now, my Lord wants to expand and has taken a fancy to this inconspicuous Nightless Club. That's your honor! Since you refused to obey my kind words, I can only kill all of you! "
The demonic cultivator's voice fell. He raised his hand and stared at Lord Gu and the others. "Leave no one alive!"
"Yes!"
As soon as the voice of the demonic cultivator fell, the surrounding twenty demonic cultivators immediately rushed forward and attacked the few people in the middle with cold sword qi. The spiritual aura on their bodies carried the unique black fog of demonic cultivators. The sword qi swept and the airflow surged. The black fog also fluctuated in the air and surged upward.
Fengjiu came from afar. When he saw the black fog in the distance, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. "Demonic cultivators?"
This place could be said to be an extremely remote place where birds don't lay eggs. There was only day all year round and no night. The spiritual power was lacking. The cultivators here didn't have high cultivation, and demonic cultivators were even rarer. He didn't expect to see demonic cultivators with strength above the Nascent Soul stage. It seemed that they came from other places.
Perhaps they didn't expect that there would be people here, or they didn't expect that someone would dare to come here. Those demonic cultivators' attention was on Lord Gu and the others. Therefore, they didn't notice Fengjiu coming from afar.
"I, I can't hold on any longer."
A Nascent Soul cultivator gasped for breath. His face was pale and his footsteps were messy. He swung his sword to block the attack of a demonic cultivator, but he couldn't hold on any longer and fell to his knees, using the sword in his hand to support himself.
There were several wounds on his body that were so deep that his bones could be seen. He had lost too much blood and his physical strength couldn't hold on any longer. In addition, the demonic cultivators were closing in on him step by step, each of their attacks taking his life. If the other party's strength was on par with theirs, then it would be fine. But as it happened, there were some among them whose strength was above theirs even if they were at the Nascent Soul stage. This made it so that they had no chance of winning at all. Even if they gave it their all, it would be difficult for them to survive.
"Unless you want to die here! Otherwise, you have to hold on even if you can't hold on! "Yuan Pingzhi swung his sword at a demonic cultivator, protecting his old friend who was half-kneeling on the ground.
Lord Gu fought against two demonic cultivators by himself. Almost every time they exchanged blows, there would be an additional wound on his body. He also retreated step by step and his speed gradually slowed down. When he saw a sharp sword piercing towards his throat, a powerful pressure suppressed him. At that moment, he couldn't even react to block it. He could only watch as the sharp sword pierced towards him and watched as he fell into a desperate situation …
"Ah!"
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