Tian Li quickly chased after him, but missed him. The black shadow mysteriously disappeared. The speed was so weird that he was not even qualified to get close to him in the Xiantian realm.

Time passed by quietly, and there was still more than an hour before dawn. Only ten people were left in the team of more than thirty people, and everyone's face was full of fear.

"Elder, I can't hold on any longer."

A Wanjia disciple suddenly drew his weapon, put it on his neck, swiped his long sword, and kissed his neck to commit suicide. Lao Gao, whose blood spurted out, would rather commit suicide than endure the pain of being hunted.

This is a psychological tactic, and Liu Wuxie performed it vividly. There are several people who are on the verge of madness and will go crazy at any time.

Seeing the family disciple committing suicide in front of him, the elder Wan Clan roared angrily.

"I don't care who you are, if you kill my Wan family disciples, I will cut you into pieces."

The elders of the Wan family rushed out in one stride, and the innate spirit swept across the fields. Trees fell down, and Tian Chai followed them, the two of them back to back.

"You are only allowed to kill me, but I am not allowed to kill you. You two are really overbearing."

This time they heard it clearly. The sound was not far away from them. On a tree trunk ten meters away from them, stood a dark shadow. The light of the knife in his hand gave off a faint luster. With the help of the light of the knife, they could determine the specific location.

"Who are you? Your voice is very familiar. Do we know each other?"

Tian Li judged from the voice. He must have heard this voice before and couldn't remember it for a moment.

A sneer came from a distance: "Of course we know each other. You have worked so hard to chase me for so long, and you don't even know the person who killed you. It's really ridiculous."
Chapter completed!