The deaths of two powerful Cloud River Level 9 cultivators began to spread panic.
Mainly because Chu Yun and Zhou Pei had died too quickly, in front of Lu Ye, they seemed to have no power to fight back at all.
This was undoubtedly a great shock to the many Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators who had pursued.
"What are you hesitating for, let's attack together and kill him!" Tan Sheng suddenly bellowed.
Lu Ye's performance was indeed shocking, and his growth in strength seemed unbelievable, but after all, he was just one man—how much could he do alone?
He could kill a dozen people, but could he really kill dozens, or hundreds?
Even so, there were about two hundred Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators gathered here—they could grind him to death!
The saying 'two fists are no match for four hands' was exactly this situation.
The advantage in numbers was the greatest strength of the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge side.
