The seven sects have never taken these casual cultivators seriously. Wan Li gave an order, and the masters from the seven sects immediately swept through the casual cultivators like a competition, fearing that the casual cultivators would fall under his own hands.

If they are missing, they will lose their people.

Poor these casual cultivators, they have a lot of courage, but they don't have the corresponding cultivation level. When the two sides come into contact, the casual cultivators pay a heavy price. Just like the wheat that has been cut down, they fall into pieces.

Fell down.

"Hahaha... You ants and bugs, grandpa will send you all to heaven today!" Wan Li surged through the crowd. Every time he struck out with his palm, he would surely take away one, or even several, living lives. This kind of killing

□□ made Wan Li's eyes turn red, and his whole body became like a demon, constantly letting out bursts of horrifying laughter.

What does it mean to take pleasure in killing people? At this time, Wan Li was immersed in such 'happiness'. The more casual cultivators fell under his hands, the louder his laughter became.

Those casual cultivators seemed to have lost their minds. Even though death was right in front of them, no one was afraid or flinched. Just like the moths flying into the flame, they were constantly performing tragic events.[

"Today, I will kill all of you casual cultivators to save you from trouble in the future!" Wan Li's whole body was stained red with the blood of the casual cultivators, as if he were a bloody man, exuding a terrifying ferocity.

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"Poof! Ah!!"

Wan Li was about to continue killing when he suddenly heard a scream not far away from him. Wan Li turned around and saw that it was a fourth-level monk from the Seven-Star Sect who had been killed by a warrior who had not yet broken through the innate shackles.

It bit him on the neck. It's just that this fourth-level monk was too careless. He only cared about killing people and forgot to take precautions. Otherwise, how could he be attacked by a warrior cultivator?

While the fourth-level monk was in pain, he struck the warrior cultivator's chest with a palm. Wan Li could clearly see that the warrior cultivator's chest collapsed instantly due to this palm. His ribs and internal organs must have collapsed.

They were shattered together by the force of the palm.

Thought that the warrior cultivator was dead, the fourth-level cultivator who was bitten on the neck relaxed and was about to throw the warrior cultivator away when the warrior cultivator's eyes suddenly opened. When Wan Li realized that something was wrong,

, when he was about to remind the fourth-level monk, the warrior cultivator's head suddenly flicked hard, and a large piece of flesh and blood was torn off from the fourth-level monk's neck.

I saw a blood arrow that was like a fountain, shooting straight out from the neck of the fourth-level monk, and instantly dyed the sky red. The fourth-level monk's neck was actually bitten off, with a look of horror on his face.

In disbelief, he slowly fell to the ground, and it was only then that the warrior cultivator closed his eyes with a smile.

This was the first time Wan Li had seen such a shocking scene, and he could not help but feel trembling with fear. When he looked back, he discovered that lying on the ground were not only the bodies of casual cultivators, but also quite a few of the Seven Star Sect and others.

Among the masters of various sects, there are many who are at the third and fourth level.

"This... how is this possible?" Wan Li couldn't believe his eyes, but he had to believe it. For the first time, he clearly felt that these casual cultivators in front of him, who he regarded as ants and bugs, did not seem to have any

He was so weak as he thought.
Chapter completed!