To kill three children who couldn’t even move out of fear, Master Painter didn’t even have to use a blade.

However, perhaps because he held onto that last strand of luck, or perhaps because he wanted to give the soldiers here even more pressure, give Li Anting more time to think, he raised the sickle blade in his hand and then fiercely hacked down.

Many soldiers standing at the very front closed their eyes, unable to bear watching the following scene.

In the previous breath of time, Lin Xi felt like no one could stop Master Painter, so he was about to use his unique ability.

However, right at this time, a hole suddenly appeared in the wall behind Master Painter.

Since the speed was too fast, not even the soldiers between the wall and Master Painter could react in time. They only felt as if there seemed to be an indigo blue streak of light shooting out from the wall, and then it passed between the crowd, arriving behind Master Painter.

At this time, only Li Anting and Master Painter, cultivators like them, could sense that this indigo blue flowing light that shot out from the wall...