Another middle-aged man, with murderous intent in his eyes, pointed with his right hand!
Just like a dragon, a brilliant silver sword shadow forms, instantly cuts across a distance of dozens of steps, and flies out!
"puff!"
The head of the middle-aged man who spoke flew directly out of his neck and was chopped off by the silver sword shadow.
Blood spurts!
The entire banquet hall fell into deathly silence.
Everyone was shocked by the middle-aged man's terrifying killing spree.
But more than anything, it’s fear!
Kill a great ancient martial arts master with a snap of your fingers!
And this terrifying silver sword shadow is not the martial arts of the world at all!
Kill people in the air with a snap of your fingers.
This kind of terrifying method made everyone present afraid to act rashly.
"He's the martial arts instructor of the Xuanyuan family, but he can't even take one of his moves."
Wenren Muxue's voice was full of shock. While she was shocked that the middle-aged man's methods were so terrifying, she was also a little worried about what these people would do next.
"Before Coach Luo Wu finishes speaking, I don't want to hear anyone else interrupt. Otherwise, there is only one word: death."
The middle-aged man's joking tone was like trampling an ant to death.