Upon seeing the pupil mark in Ji Fanya's eyes, the villagers were stunned at first, then knelt down and cried out for help, "Sir, please save us! They are monsters from the Blood Robe Alliance!"

Although they were surprised by Ji Fanya's youth, the pupil mark didn't lie; he was a King-level expert, and they were saved.

"The Blood-Clad Alliance?"

Upon hearing this, Ji Fanya turned around and looked at Jun Feijue, who was suspended in mid-air behind him. "Master, why does this name seem familiar?"

"An alliance between demons and soul-stealers."

Jun Feijue said calmly, "No need to say more. We're in a hurry. Let's finish this and leave."

"yes!"

Upon hearing this, Ji Fanya stopped talking and didn't bother to take the Yuan Tun Cauldron. Instead, he took out a frying pan.

"Absolutely arrogant!"

The two's seemingly oblivious conversation infuriated the Blood Robe Alliance members, causing their anger to surge.

However, the power of that cauldron was still vivid in their minds, making them feel apprehensive.

"Damn it!"

At this moment, a curse came, and the head of the Blood Robe Alliance leader emerged with difficulty from under the black cauldron.

"Huh, he's not dead?"

Upon seeing this, Ji Fanya grinned, revealing two adorable dimples.

"Bang bang bang..."

Then, before the leader could even crawl out, a frying pan was raised and shoved hard into his head and face.

"Ahhh..."

With each rapid pounding, the leader let out a series of rhythmic screams.

"leader!"

Witnessing this scene, the other members of the Blood-Clad Alliance were completely stunned. After a moment, they suddenly came to their senses, pointed at Ji Fanya, and roared as they rushed forward, "Kill him!"

"Whoosh..."

However, before they could step forward, a blue chain of fire flashed, and a tall, stunningly beautiful figure blocked their way.

"boom…"

The chains of fire slammed into them, sending them flying backward and crashing heavily to the ground.

Furthermore, the flames on its body could not be extinguished no matter what it did; it could only scream in agony and wait to be burned to ashes.

"A sneak attack is bad."

Zhan Wushuang, holding a feather fan and dressed in a gorgeous red and blue outfit, stood suspended in mid-air, a mocking smirk on her handsome face.

"Senior sister, you're amazing!"

Ji Fanya saw the commotion and, amidst his busy schedule, looked up and praised the frying pan in his hand, which then fell with the final blow.

"puff…"

The leader's head, like a watermelon, finally couldn't withstand the intense attack any longer and exploded completely.

"Bang..."

After taking down the leader, Ji Fanya flew towards Zhan Wushuang with a frying pan in hand, shouting, "Senior Sister, I'm here to help you!"

In the blink of an eye, several more heads exploded on the spot.

"..."

The villagers were stunned by the sight of blood everywhere.

The young boy in front of me is definitely my savior, isn't he?

But why does it feel even scarier than the Blood Robe Alliance when they start fighting?

However, they quickly lost that idea. The Blood-Clad Alliance members were all demons that everyone should kill, and they should all be killed!

Therefore, in the end, every time Ji Fanya killed someone, the villagers would immediately cheer loudly.

This directly led to Ji Fanya killing with increasing gusto, almost unable to stop.

Fortunately, perhaps because they felt the village was too weak, not many members of the Blood Robe Alliance came to the village, and they were all quickly wiped out.

They all died in particularly gruesome ways.