Quick Wear: I Fulfill the Wish of Cannon Fodder

Chapter 376 The Sacrificed Master Rebelled against the Sect 15

However, the Third Elder, who had been placed with such high hopes, now looked hesitant. He was only at the early stages of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, a vastly different level from Su Lan. Asking him to fight such a powerful enemy would be like trying to hit a rock with an egg, ultimately courting his own destruction.

"Heh, since you don't know how to cherish my life, I will take back our friendship."

At that moment, Su Lan flicked her sleeve lightly, and a massive, invisible force instantly swept out. Duan Fushu didn't even have time to scream before he was sent flying like a kite with its string cut. In the blink of an eye, he had already flown a full two miles before crashing heavily to the ground.

Mouth after mouthful of blood gushed from Duan Fushu's mouth, staining the ground beneath him red. After suffering such a severe injury, his already fragile mortal body was on the verge of exhaustion. It was estimated that he only had two days left to live.

"Su Lan! How dare you..." Lu Manman's eyes widened as she watched the scene unfold in disbelief. She could never have imagined that her master, who usually wore a righteous expression and acted in a stern manner, would actually attack someone in public, and with such brutality. In that moment, the familiar figure before her suddenly felt strangely unfamiliar.

"Oh, you're not calling me Master anymore? Sister, I thought you could keep pretending for much longer." Su Lan's face was as gloomy as water, his eyes as cold as frost, and he glanced fiercely at the woman in front of him. That cold look seemed to be able to penetrate the soul, making people shudder.

Lu Manman, who was being addressed as "sister," shuddered at the words, her face instantly turning pale. Her eyes widened as she stared at Su Lan in disbelief, her lips trembling as she spoke, "Sister... you, you've recovered your memory?" Before she could finish her words, her legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground like a puppet without support.

At this critical moment, a dark shadow flashed by, and a masked man with a mysterious aura appeared beside Lu Manman. He stretched out his hand and gently lifted up Lu Manman, who had collapsed on the ground.

At this moment, Su Lan looked around and said loudly, "Everyone, this person's name is Lu Manman, and she is my seventh direct disciple from the Xiandao Sect." She paused slightly, then raised her voice and said, "However, this person is ungrateful and actually betrayed the sect and colluded with this Demon Lord! Even more abominable is that they are trying to use my life to fulfill their so-called love!"

Su Lan's words resounded like thunder in the crowd, and everyone was in an uproar. Everyone turned their angry and contemptuous gazes towards Lu Manman and the masked demon king.

At this moment, a faint voice suddenly reached everyone's ears, as if someone was using the art of sound transmission to warn everyone: "Quickly leave Tianling Peak, the Demon Lord has set an ambush here!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was startled. After exchanging glances, the powerful masters in the Fusion Stage acted decisively, ordering the younger generations of their respective sects to leave immediately. For a moment, the scene became somewhat chaotic. Many young disciples did not dare to neglect their skills and rushed down the mountain.

"Too late! You will all die here today! Hahahahaha..." Following this burst of insolent laughter, the Demon Lord slowly removed the mysterious mask. Instantly, a surging demonic energy erupted from beneath his feet like a flood, instantly spreading throughout the area.

In the blink of an eye, the demonic energy not only enveloped the Demon Lord himself, but also Lu Manman, who was standing beside him. When the demonic energy dissipated, the original clothes of the two people disappeared, replaced by the iconic black clothing of the demon world.

The cultivators witnessed this scene with utter horror, their faces pale with fear as they turned and ran. However, no matter how fast they ran, the road before them remained shrouded in the swirling demonic energy, like an insurmountable barrier of death. Even the Lin family's patriarch and other highly respected figures were helpless, watching helplessly as the crowd fell into a desperate situation.

At this moment, the Lin family patriarch suddenly turned his gaze to Su Lan, who had been standing not far away, looking calm. His face was filled with anxiety, and he shouted, "Young friend Su Lan, the situation is critical right now. Do you have any way to help these young people get away from this battlefield?"

Hearing the Lin family ancestor's call, Su Lan smiled slightly and nodded gently at him. Then, she waved her right hand, and a sword flashing with cold light appeared out of thin air - it was the world-shaking Hun Tian Sword!

In a flash, Su Lan, clutching the Hun Tian Sword, dashed into the demonic energy. Three crisp sword clashes echoed through the sky, and three piercing sword energies roared out, like three dragons emerging from the sea, unstoppable. The demonic energy, once as thick as ink, was ripped apart by the impact of these three sword energies, revealing a wide passage.

Seizing this opportunity, many trapped monks desperately fled along the passage, finally escaping their life-threatening danger. Meanwhile, Yufeng, who had been waiting nearby, unleashed his unique skill without hesitation. He transformed into a massive golden dragon, opening his bloody maw and unleashing a deafening roar. Then, he lashed out with his razor-sharp claws, fiercely striking the demonic energy ahead.

There was a loud "boom" and the vast demonic energy instantly vanished under the fierce blow of the dragon claws, turning into nothing. Seeing this scene, everyone present could not help but be shocked.

Seeing that so many of their younger disciples had successfully escaped danger, the seven Fusion Stage masters finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, they knew it was far from time to relax. So, the seven of them exchanged glances and nodded in understanding.

The next moment, they simultaneously reached into their arms and summoned their own life-defining weapons. For a moment, a shimmering brilliance of various colors shone brightly, and the atmosphere on the battlefield grew increasingly tense...

"Young friend Su Lan, don't panic, we are here to help you!" A loud shout was heard, and then seven figures rushed over like lightning, and in the blink of an eye they landed steadily behind Su Lan.

"Hmph, what a big tone! Just relying on you, who are as insignificant as ants, you dare to think of fighting against this Demon Lord? It's simply a foolish dream!" The Demon Lord raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a disdainful sneer.

He suddenly released an unparalleled powerful pressure, the aura so overwhelming that it surged like a tidal wave. This pressure was comparable to the aura emitted by a powerful person who had reached the Great Perfection of the Fusion Stage. One could only imagine how terrifying it was.

Instantly, the four elders in the Fusion Stage felt a sharp pain in their hearts, as if thousands of steel needles were piercing their hearts simultaneously, an unbearable pain. However, facing such a powerful enemy, they showed no sign of retreat, and instead, a glint of determination shone in their eyes.

At this moment, the Demon Lord waved his hands, and a torrent of demonic energy continuously poured out of his body. The demonic energy quickly condensed and changed shape in the air, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a group of hideous demon soldiers, holding various sharp weapons and rushing towards the crowd.

Seeing this, the seven powerful men shouted loudly, each displaying their own magic weapons, and without hesitation, they rushed towards the group of demon soldiers. Su Qingcang, standing nearby, was also not to be outdone. Holding a huge sword that gleamed with cold light, he flashed and rushed into the enemy camp like a ghost.

But the demon soldiers and generals were transformed from the demonic energy of the Demon Lord, so how could they be afraid of the weapons in the hands of the monks? They chopped more and more of them and continued to pour into the battlefield.

Even though Yufeng could resist the demonic energy, she was alone after all. This made Lu Manman, who was watching from the sidelines, feel proud. "You should just put down your weapons and let the demonic energy consume you, and then turn it into nutrients for my cultivation!"