C4795 The Sword Immortal Charged over
C4795 The Sword Immortal Charged over
He took out a red sandalwood hand furnace from his bosom and lightly fanned it with his hand. An invisible poisonous substance immediately floated out in front of his eyes.
When the few students saw the black-robed old man's means, they could not help but turn pale with fright. They hurriedly used their powers to protect their mouths and noses.
But now, it was too late.
Plop! Plop!
One after another, the students fell to the ground. They were completely unprepared. This person had actually used poison.
"Fire, come!" However, there were also students who summoned flames that filled the sky. The raging flames pounced toward the black-robed old man.
Flames had a natural suppressive effect on poison mist.
However, the poison mist that the black-robed old man summoned seemed to have a mind of its own. It agilely dodged the flames in front of it and circled behind many students.
Another large group of students fell to the ground. Many of them had pale faces and did not even have the strength to stand up.
As an evil cultivator who had been famous for a long time, the black-robed old man's cultivation level was several times higher than that of ordinary students.
Although these students were talented and quick-witted, they were still young people. The cultivation level was weak, and they were at a disadvantage for a moment.
"Hahaha, what young and handsome talent? Why are you kneeling at my feet?" The black-robed old man laughed wildly.
The black-robed old man came in front of a student and stepped on his face.
"Look, this is the so-called genius. Lord Xu said that it's fine even if I kill you, but I can't let you die so easily." The black-robed old man let out a strange laugh.
The few students had already fallen into despair.
They knew very well what would happen if they fell into the hands of evil cultivators.
The black-robed old man prepared to take action.
However, right at this moment, a streak of sword light shot out horizontally, piercing through the horizon.
Whoosh -
The sound of air being torn apart could be heard from all directions, deafening to the ears.
The sword qi rampaged forward, pressing forward with indomitable will, instantly striking the black-robed old man's body.
"You..." The black-robed old man was stunned for a moment, then his head was thrown up and landed heavily on the ground.
Black blood flowed out, and the black-robed old man's body swayed before finally collapsing onto the ground.
This was a notorious evil cultivator devil.
As a consecrate of the Xu family, he had only been able to easily deal with some of the students and juniors. Unexpectedly, he had been caught off guard and died a violent death.
A female immortal walked in from outside. She wore tight-fitting clothes and looked valiant and valiant. Her skin was fair and beautiful.
Her long ponytail stood up, making her look heroic. She held a long sword in her hand, and her eyes were cold.
This woman was the eldest daughter of the Wei Family, Wei Mengting!
"Where is Xu Tiangang?" Wei Mengting pointed her sword at a cultivator of the Xu Clan.
The cultivator of the Xu Clan was scared stiff and stood rooted to the ground.
After a while, he said in a trembling voice, "I... I don't know."
He was only the cultivator responsible for guarding outside, but Xu Tiangang's position in the Xu Clan was not to be trifled with.
Xu Tiangang was elusive, even the cultivators of the Xu Family did not know where Xu Tiangang was.
"The people of the Xu Family should all be killed!" Wei Mengting coldly harrumphed. Her long sword flashed with a cold light as she stabbed forward.
Determination! Ruthlessness!
This was the personality of the Wei Clan's eldest daughter. The temperament of a sword immortal paid particular attention to pleasure, kindness, and enmity. When encountering unpleasant matters, only one sword strike could be used to kill.
But all of a sudden, a flash of saber light attacked from the side, slashing in the direction of Wei Mengting.
Wei Mengting frowned, and had no choice but to dodge the blade, withdrawing her sword.