The Ghost-devouring Demon Count swung his sword repeatedly, unleashing blasts of black Sword Qi that sliced through the strange blood threads.
After he had cut down more than a dozen of the bizarre blood threads, three more suddenly shot out from an impossible angle, piercing into the Ghost-devouring Demon Count's body and frantically draining him.
The Ghost-devouring Demon Count shrieked as his body instantly shriveled, turning into a desiccated corpse that tumbled to the ground.
The Ghost-devouring Demon Warriors raised their Demon Spears and fired at Su Mi. An endless rain of light beams missed their mark. A dozen or so blasts managed to hit the swiftly moving Su Mi, but they only created the faintest of ripples on her Protective Blood River.
A look of admiration flashed through Shu Feng's eyes. 'So strong! She must be the best type of powerhouse for group battles. The Blood Dominator truly lives up to her name!'
