"Crap!"
Demon God Jiu Yang's eyes were red with anger. Among those people who had been killed, 90 percent were from True Demon Tribe.
Other than the few Empty Gods, there were no Martial Sages in the other two tribes.
"I shall kill you this day!" Demon God Jiu Yang shouted angrily. In a flash, he dashed toward Su Mo.
At the same time, he brandished his Demon Saber. In a short while, he had thrown out 100 blows.
The sharp Black Saber Qi carried with it destructive aura, and it moved toward Su Mo like a windstorm to attack him.
"I will refine you into a dead spirit!" Gu Ling said in his hoarse voice as he flew toward Su Mo.
He extended his hand and the Bone Spear flew out. It followed behind Demon God Jiu Yang's Saber Qi and stabbed toward Su Mo.
The Bone Spear was like lightning and it possessed horrifying aura and radiance that could pierce anything.