"Have you seen my sister?"
After a few seconds of hesitation, before he could react, blood spurted out with a "hiss" and splashed onto the face of his companion next to him.
"ah!"
Xuanji, the elder of Tingyu Tower, witnessed the death of his sect's disciples, and a strong hatred filled his heart.
He stepped out of the barrier, condensing his sword energy into sharp blades and flew towards the man.
"How dare you touch my disciples, you ghost, you are seeking death!"
The moment the two men fought, the sword light and the iron sickle edge intersected, making a harsh sound of metal collision.
Xuan Ji danced with the long sword, the sword light soared into the sky like a dragon, and used the Wind and Thunder Sword Technique, using spiritual power to control the sword body. The sword light was as fast as wind and thunder.
The sword moves were like a violent storm, trapping the man in gray with nowhere to escape.
The opponent waved a sickle, the blade whistling past, bringing up gusts of wind. The attack was fierce and ruthless, breaking through Xuan Ji's offensive.
The man in gray was ruthless and unaware of fatigue. The old man Xuanji's spiritual power was exhausted and his sword moves became slow.
Finally, during a moment of negligence, the opponent seized the opportunity and slashed the elder of Tingyu Tower with a deadly sickle.
He was unable to dodge, and the moment the sword fell to the ground, he felt a sharp pain throughout his body and fell into a pool of blood.
The second elder watched his old friend die with grief and anger.
"Mystery!"
Before one wave of troubles subsided, another wave arose. Vine-like branches covered with thorns emerged from under everyone's feet and penetrated the barrier.
It swung wildly, tightly entangling the disciples who had no time to escape, and its poisonous stings pierced into their bodies.
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