Seeing that the strange bloody face was scattered by Wu Jun, Sima Zong's demonic energy seemed to be frightened, and in an instant all of them were retracted back into his body.

Sima Zong looked at Wu Jun with a gloomy face and waved: "Go ahead, take off the water from his hand!"

The next moment, many masters of the Sima family rushed forward and surrounded Wu Jun.

At the same time, Sima Yuan, who was injured, had already stood up, his breath increased instead of decreasing, and his body exuded a strong murderous intent.

"I see who dares to move!"

Sima Yuan walked towards Wu Jun, and his strong will made the masters stop, and his muscles couldn't help but tighten.

With his firm footsteps, the years of experience flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern.

From being the top scorer in high school to being framed by friends, then becoming self-destructive to join the Destiny Sect, and finally being awakened by Wu Jun and finding his life goal again.

Scenes of past events emerged, and finally turned into the sentence in Wu Jun’s notes: “Life is what I want, righteousness is what I want. Both cannot be obtained, and they are those who sacrifice their lives to seek righteousness!”

Looking at Sima Yuan's cultivation level, the Confucian scholar beside him trembled all over and said in a lost voice: "Killing oneself to achieve benevolence? No, it should be to sacrifice oneself to seek righteousness. Sima Yuan is indeed a genius from the Sima family. He has learned the secret method of killing oneself to achieve benevolence. Everyone should be careful..."

The others also saw that Sima Yuan was ready to fight to the death, and the determination to die together had clearly appeared in each of them!

At this time, Sima Yuan had already walked to Wu Jun and was about to continue moving forward, but Wu Jun suddenly reached out to stop him: "Don't worry, rest, rest for a while. These minions are dead."

Wu Jun smiled faintly, followed by the Confucian scholar who was rushing to the front suddenly swayed and fell straight to the ground.

Immediately, the Sima family's masters fell down one after another, and began to twitch with foaming at the mouth.

"Hey, this smell..."

At this time, Song Cai suddenly trembled and took out Wu Jun's "A Collection of Essentials for Home Travel" from the treasure bag. He turned to the second page and said with a sudden enlightenment: "The bitter almond smell is potassium cyanide!"

Wu Jun glanced at her: "No, I added almonds to the poison."

Song Cai: "@#￥%￥…..."

On the other side, Sima Zong looked at his subordinate who was lying on the ground in front of him and couldn't help but sigh: "Good method, he deserves to be his successor."

As he spoke, his eyes turned into a strange blood-red color, as if they were about to drip. His exposed skin also turned into a blood-red color.

Wu Jun looked at the strange changes in Sima Zong, and a clear expression appeared on his face, saying, "So you are the blood demon recorded in the "Medical Sutra". Haven't you been killed by the Medical Saint?"

"Medical Saint?"

A strange look appeared on the Blood Demon's face, as if he saw the sun rising to the west.

The strange doctor who was covered in poison that almost poisoned him back then was the Medical Saint?

Just kidding!

But this doesn't matter anymore. After all, that person has been dead for thousands of years, and Wu Jun's cultivation is far inferior to that person back then.

Just now, in order to gain more powerful power, Sima Zong had completely handed over the control of his body to him.

Even if he wants to go back on his word at this moment, it is impossible.

The Blood Demon felt his new body, showed a smile that was reborn, and stood up with his hands behind his back: "My name is the Blood Demon, so naturally he has the means of rebirth with blood. No one in the world can kill me, and your ancestors can't do it either."

Wu Jun knew that what he said was not false, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

According to the Medical Classic, the fire of the North and the righteous spirit of the Great Spirit should be used to deal with the blood demon.

There is enough righteousness in the Spring and Autumn Pen, but the Beiming Fire is not in his hands. This will make him run away, find a place to restore his peak strength, and the consequences will be unimaginable...

Wait, I seem to be thinking about the wrong direction by the "Medical Classic"!

The blood demon in front of him has a soul. As long as he kills his consciousness, it will be fine even if he uses its original body to make a magic blood vermicelli soup!

Wu Jun looked at the blood demon in front of him with burning eyes, as if he saw a pot of steaming demon blood vermicelli soup.

The Blood Demon felt his gaze, shivered for no reason, and said with a dark face: "I don't like your eyes. I'll dig out your eyes later to see if it's as annoying as it grows on you."

Wu Jun took out the Tianjue Needle and said, "I just think you are a little angry and want to help you reduce your anger." As he said that, he glanced at Sima Yuan beside him and signaled him to take action.

Sima Yuan understood the masterpiece of the Spring and Autumn Period, which had been accumulating for a long time, stabbed the blood demon's eyebrows with one stroke.

In the strong light, Sima Yuan's back gradually faded, and Wu Jun closed his eyes by the light.

When he opened his eyes again, Sima Yuan had already stabbed the blood demon's eyebrows with the Chunqiu pen in his hand!

However, the Blood Demon still stood straight in place, as if there was no change. Instead, Sima Yuan looked disbelief and his arms holding the Chunqiu Pen were trembling slightly.

The next moment, Sima Yuan vomited blood and sprayed it on the blood demon's skin. It was soon absorbed by him. Sima Yuan seemed to have been exhausted, shouted with all his might, pulled out the Chunqiu pen, staggered back a few steps, and fell to the ground.

Wu Jun glanced at Sima Yuan's pale face and said, "The blood demon has ripped too much... The blood demon has tampered with you. Could it be the bloody face I just now?"

The Blood Demon sneered, and the wound between his eyebrows slowly healed: "I have been hit by my bloodthirsty demon skills and want to continue to fight with me. It's really a whimsical idea."

Wu Jun pinched the golden needle in his hand, his face became solemn, and he shouted in a low voice: "Yue'er."

The next moment, a sword energy broke through the floor and emerged from the blood demon's feet.

The blood demon suddenly raised his body, folded his body in the air, and flew out to the wall slantedly while wiping his sword body.

Qin Yue'er broke through the wooden board and fell into the field. A trace of blood slowly dripped along the purple sword body.

A trace of anger appeared on the Blood Demon's face, and his cut arm quickly recovered, and his voice said coldly: "You have successfully angered me."

Wu Jun snatched the Chunqiu pen from Sima Yuan and glared back without showing any weakness: "You have also successfully angered me. No patient I want to see can escape!"

The Blood Demon shouted angrily, grabbed his right hand slightly, and a bloody hand condensed from blood emerged from the palm, causing a gust of blood to slap at Wu Jun!

At the same time, Wu Jun held the Chunqiu pen and waved it a few times in the void.

The Chunqiu pen seemed to feel the stimulation, and made a cheerful buzzing sound. With Wu Jun's waving, a line of big words flying dragons and phoenixes condensed in the air.

Heaven and earth have righteousness!
Chapter completed!