C4633 Murder
C4633 Murder
Be careful!
A Martial Cultivator cried out in alarm. It was obvious that he was going to kill. He didn't hold back at all.
"Ci..."
Unexpectedly, the saber did not cut down. Instead, it stopped in midair midway.
The scar-faced Martial Cultivator widened his eyes. His eyes were filled with disbelief. Then, he fell to the ground. Blood slowly flowed down from his neck.
At some point in time, there was an additional wound on his neck. After he fell to the ground, half of his head was hanging down.
"Hiss..." The surrounding Martial Cultivator unnaturally moved a little further away from the black-cloaked Martial Cultivator. The way they looked at him was more or less filled with fear.
They only saw the tall and sturdy scar-faced Martial Cultivator attack, and it was a very decisive attack. However, they didn't see the black-cloaked Martial Cultivator attack at all. It didn't even leave its position, and didn't even turn its head.
For some unknown reason, the scar-faced Martial Cultivator instantly died. Even the saber that had already been unsheathed seemed to have lost its strength in an instant, and stopped in midair.
Plop! Plop! Plop!
At this moment, the saber that had stopped in midair fell to the ground, producing a clear sound that fell into the hearts of everyone present.
So fast!
The Martial Cultivator knew that the black-cloaked Martial Cultivator should have made its move, but they simply did not notice how the black-cloaked Martial Cultivator had made its move.
It was strange, very strange.
Ran Sibo and Zhu Lechun looked at the black-cloaked Martial Cultivator with much vigilance.
Although they had already noticed the black-cloaked Martial Cultivator's attack and saw his movements clearly, they did not have the confidence to block that attack.
"What a fast dagger, what a strange movement technique, what a powerful Dao!" Ran Sibo said in a low voice.
"It is indeed very fast, but he has accumulated strength. As long as he doesn't have time to accumulate strength, there will be no problem." Qin Ming said faintly.
Qin Ming was confident that he could block it.
Furthermore, this attack was clearly a result of the black-cloaked Martial Cultivator accumulating power, it was somewhat similar to his Wind and Fire Dao.
As long as he didn't give his opponent time to catch his breath, his opponent would never be able to launch such a powerful attack.
The speed and strength of this move had already reached the Saint Beast realm.
As for that scar-faced Martial Cultivator, although he was also a heaven's pride expert and his martial arts strength was not bad, he clearly didn't expect that the black-clothed cloaked's powerful strength wouldn't be able to withstand a Saint Beast level attack either.
The scar-faced Martial Cultivator's martial arts realm had reached the peak of the True Dragon Realm, but his martial arts strength was far from reaching the Saint Beast realm.
Perhaps the scar-faced Martial Cultivator was just probing just now. He only wanted to know just how strong the black-cloaked Martial Cultivator was to have the qualifications to stand at the center.
It was just that he did not expect that the black-cloaked Martial Cultivator was actually a powerhouse comparable to an early Saint Beast Realm expert.
A True Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator dared to fight a Saint Beast Realm Martial Cultivator, and it even carried a trace of contempt. Qin Ming was not surprised at all that he died just like that.
If that scar-faced Martial Cultivator attacked him, he would be able to kill him easily with the Wind Fire Dao if he wanted to kill him.
However, he could not be as silent as the cloaked Martial Cultivator.
It was indeed soundless. If the scar-faced man had not fallen, he would not even know that the two of them had just had a battle in a short period of time.
The scar-faced man's death instantly caused the scene to quieten down. The sounds of the battle just now also calmed down. Each of them found a random spot and no longer attacked.