Ye Chengfeng didn't even look at them. He raised his hand and the water unicorn disappeared together with Yun Ruohan on its back.

The middle-aged man stood up.

He looked down at Uncle Cheng and the lion he summoned, with an even more mocking look on his face.

"I really don't understand. Why do we always make these pointless resistances when we know it's all in vain and will lead to a dead end?"

Uncle Cheng gritted his teeth and didn't answer.

Inspired by his spiritual consciousness, the brown lion roared and rushed towards the middle-aged man.

"Do you think that by using your own life and summoned beasts to hold me back, you can give your juniors a chance to survive?"

"Haha, stupid."

The middle-aged man shook his head slowly, with a bit of pity in his eyes, "In my eyes, you are just ants. No matter how far the ants crawl, as long as I stretch out my foot and step on them, they can be easily crushed to death.

"

The next moment, the figure of the man in the sky suddenly disappeared.

The lion pounced in vain.

Uncle Cheng's eyes widened with a look of horror on his face.

Bang--!

A "corpse" covered in blood was thrown in front of him.

This is a little girl who is just in her twenties and has a very good talent for drawing talismans.

She has a pretty and cute appearance and a lively personality.

He would always smile sweetly and call him "Uncle Cheng".

But at this moment, the lively and agile little girl had turned into a cold corpse.

There was a hole as big as the mouth of a bowl pierced through his belly, with burnt internal organs inside.

His white and tender face was covered with blood, and his eyes were wide open, as if he didn't believe that he was dead like this.

Uncle Cheng's hand holding the sword began to tremble.

The lion who came back to him roared angrily.

However, this is not over yet.

Bang bang bang...!

The second body, the third body, the fourth body...

All the An family disciples who escaped, those young and energetic young monks who were supposed to have a bright future.

At this moment, they all turned into cold corpses.

Tears blurred Uncle Cheng's vision at some point.

He was trembling violently and looked at the middle-aged man, with hatred in his eyes that he wanted to die with him.

"Don't look at me like that."

The middle-aged man chuckled, "The tears and roars of the weak are just jokes."

Uncle Cheng said hoarsely: "Why on earth? Our An family has no enmity with your Lan Empire. We have no idea what the Imperial Master has done. Why do you want to kill us to silence us?"

"How do I know this?" The man opposite grinned, revealing his ugly yellowed and black teeth, and the tumor on his forehead trembled slightly, "The master of the country asked me to kill him, but I am just in his hands.

A sword. If the Imperial Master wants you to die, you must die!"

"Okay, enough has been said. There is not much time left before [Huntian Cave] is reopened. I can't take the risk of destroying the Imperial Master. So, do you want to end it yourself, or do you want me to hollow you out?

Gut?"

Uncle Cheng roared angrily and rushed forward with his sword, "Even if it means death, I will make you pay the price!"

The lion also roared angrily, revealing its sharp fangs.

The middle-aged man sneered, stretched out his hands, and black nails slowly grew out of his already slender fingers.

Suddenly, it quickly clawed into the air like a cat.

"Ouch——!!!"

The lion let out a painful cry and fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!