C107 One hit to death

Gu Ling Ying's bright eyes indifferently shifted to Chi Zhan Tian, who was rushing over from the valley. His hands, which were stained with the fresh blood of the Scarlet Flame Valley's disciples, couldn't help but temporarily stop the slaughter.

After getting a chance to breathe, the Scarlet Flame Valley disciples all scattered like birds, their legs moving like the wind