100-year adult demons in the mortal realm, especially near the Bipo Mountain Range, basically all knew each other.

Young demons like Wan Qing were, of course, overlooked.

Both demons speedily closed in on the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples.

They stood outside the grey fog, watching a group of about six.

"These six all have some competency, and they are bold enough as well. They ganged up to ambush me before, and caused me a lot of trouble," the Black Bear Spirit grumbled sullenly.

The handsome man said, "Charge in and scatter them. As long as there is a straggler, I can kill them in one breath's time."

He was not suited to deal with too many. After all, once one or two used the Beacon of Flame to alert Elder Shentu, things would get dicey.

"Senior is personally taking a hand. These idiots are about to become demon food." The Black Bear Spirit laughed cruelly. He clenched his fists and started forward.

"Wait!"

Just at that moment, the smile vanished from his handsome features, his eyes going slightly wild. Within the group of humans, there was a youth who used a long...