Pa. Pa. Pa.

Wang Yuanan clapped his hands. “Qin Yu, I never thought you would be so vigilant.”

Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and threw a small bag into the air. It blew apart and a nauseous black gas shrouded Qin Yu.

With a loud shout, four bolts of white saber light shot out, blocking all angles of retreat. This was a ruthless and merciless death strike.

They didn’t hold back at al. Even if they were counterattacked and severely wounded or even killed as a result, they still needed to cut down Qin Yu here. With such a crazy suicidal and decisive attack, even a Divine Soul cultivator might not be able to retreat. Moreover, once the blades cut across flesh and blood, the poisons on them would be more than fatal!

Wang Yuanan soared into the skies, a pitch black lance appearing in his hands. A dark red light circulated around the lance tip, a fierce killing intent rising into the heavens.

With this, even if Qin Yu had some method to retreat, after running from the four saber strikes he would still meet a fatal attack.

Bang –

The four bolts of saber light shattered and collapsed without warning. The four saber-wielding cultivators all screamed out bitterly, their bodies instantly torn into countless pieces.

Wang Yuanan was frightened, shock filling his eyes.

The black gas split apart and Qin Yu walked out without expression. There was not even a single stain on his black robes.

“Ahh!” With a loud shout, the...