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, their people will be lost.
It's a pity that these casual cultivators have a lot of courage, but they don't have the corresponding cultivation level. As soon as the two sides come into contact, the casual cultivators pay a heavy price. Just like the wheat that was cut down, it fell down in pieces.
"Hahaha... You ants and bugs, grandpa will send you all to heaven today!" Wan Li surged through the crowd, and every time he struck out with his palm, he would surely take away one, or even several, living lives. This kind of murderous desire 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 moth flying into the flame, it is 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. .
"Pfft! 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 he was a fourth-level monk from the Seven Star Sect, who had been bitten on the neck by a warrior cultivator who had not yet broken through the shackles of his innate nature. It's just that this fourth-level monk was too careless and 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 chest of the warrior cultivator with a palm. Wan Li could clearly see that the warrior cultivator's chest collapsed instantly due to this palm, and his ribs and internal organs must have collapsed. They were shattered together by the force of the palm.
I thought the warrior cultivator was dead. The fourth-level cultivator who was bitten on the neck relaxed his mind 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 and wanted to alert the fourth-level monk, the warrior cultivator's head suddenly flicked hard, and a large piece of flesh was torn off the fourth-level monk's neck.
I saw a fountain-like blood arrow shooting out from the fourth-level monk's neck, instantly staining the sky red. The fourth-level monk had his neck bitten off. With a look of horror and disbelief on his face, he slowly fell to the ground. It was only then that the warrior monk closed his eyes with a smile.
This was the first time Wan Li had seen such a shocking scene, and he couldn't help but feel trembling with fear. When he looked back, he discovered that lying on the ground were not only the corpses of casual cultivators, but also a considerable number of masters from the Seven Star Sect and various sects, including many at the third and fourth levels.
"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 the casual cultivators in front of him, whom he regarded as ants and bugs, did not seem to be as weak as he thought.
"Go to hell!" Just when Wan Li was stunned, a sharp roar suddenly sounded. A staggering blood-red figure rushed towards him...