C219 Xue ling'er made her move

The instant this cultivator finished speaking, he felt himself enveloped by an ice-cold killing intent. In front of the ten or so cultivators of the dark faction, a pitch-black gaze seemed to transform into a heavenly blade as it instantly entered that cultivator's forehead with an incomparably terrifying speed.

Puff … -

The cultivator who just spoke was bleeding from all seven orifices