A large sum of money will always attract brave men. After hearing what the old man from the Ruan family said, the monks who originally wanted to retreat gritted their teeth and rushed forward, intending to take advantage of the chaos to attack the two children.
When Haoer heard this, his face turned cold and he immediately said to Silver Wolf: "Kill them all! Don't leave any alive!"
“Ouch!”
The silver wolf raised its head and howled angrily, and the pressure of the super beast was released from it. Almost all of those who rushed forward froze in the sound of the wolf's howl. Some fell to their knees with a thud, and some stood motionless, unable to even move their legs.
The entire sky was filled with a powerful pressure, and this pressure was a powerful existence that was impossible to resist for both the people in the sect and the people of the Ruan family.
Even the old man of the Ruan family was shocked by the pervasive pressure. His body froze in place, his eyes wide open in horror, his lips trembling, and fear on his face.
At this moment, he finally understood why his son died so tragically.
Even though he was already a Nascent Soul cultivator, he was powerless to resist under such a strong pressure...
"ah!"
As the silver wolf pounced, raised its sharp claws, opened its mouth and bit, the monks who were unable to move under the pressure screamed one by one, and their bodies fell to the ground. As the blood splattered, the air was filled with an extremely heavy smell of blood.
The people around looked at the bodies falling one after another, looked at the monks who had their throats cut by the wolf claws, or whose necks were bitten off, looked at the blood splattering on the ground like red plum blossoms, they couldn't help but gasp, and were so shocked that they didn't dare to breathe.
Especially the old man of the Ruan family, he looked at the scene in front of him with horror, he couldn't believe that the fighting power and pressure of the silver wolf were so strong and powerful, it was so powerful that just a pressure was enough to suppress them. Even if he was a Nascent Soul cultivator, he couldn't escape from it.
Fear and regret intertwined in his heart. He gasped, holding the crutch in his hand, unable to utter a word.
Several people from the Immortal Sect looked at this scene and tried to speak several times, but when they saw the stern face and murderous eyes of the little boy next to them, they couldn't say anything.
He had already made up his mind to kill them. Even if they begged for mercy, he probably wouldn't spare them. Moreover, he had already given them the chance. However, even for them, it was the first time they had seen that the fighting power of this super beast was so terrifying...
In less than half an incense stick of time, hundreds of cultivators brought by the Ruan family died one by one in front of the City Lord's Mansion, until finally, only the old man of the Ruan family was left standing.
However, no one thought that he could survive, because, right in front of him stood the huge silver wolf.
"How do you want to die?" Silver Wolf looked at the frightened old man with a mocking look, and said, "How about, just like your dead son? Let you have a taste of his death as well?"
As he spoke, the silver wolf raised its foot and stepped on him to the ground. At the same time, the sharp edge of its wolf pounced on his arm, and this frightened him so much that he finally screamed.