With this roar, the young and junior disciples of Tianlan Peak felt a buzzing sound in their minds, and they retreated in confusion.

What's more, he actually fell down on the muddy ground.

They have never experienced fighting in the world, and the opponent they meet for the first time is the jade-faced demon sword that makes the leader helpless. How can they not panic!!

To shrink is inevitable!

After all, Lu Yang and Shen Ji were two of the Seven Beauties of Tianlan. Although they were equally panicked, they had not lost their minds yet and hurriedly shouted: "Send a signal to the mountain quickly!!"

A young disciple shivered and took out a firework from his arms, while another disciple took out a firework.

But the two of them worked together for a long time, and the fireworks were still not lit.

"Quick!!" Lu Yang shouted urgently.

"Oops, senior brother, the rain is too heavy and the fire has gone out!!! What should I do!!"

But he didn't wait for the responses from Lu Yang and Shen Ji.

Because Su Wangting was already standing in front of them.

"Snapped!!"

Thunder exploded in the sky again.

Letting the raindrops beat, those cold eyes remained unblinking, reflecting the flashes of lightning.

"Ji Wuchang and Ding Bailu are on the mountain at this time." Su Wangting spoke.

Lu Yang forced himself to calm down and nodded: "Here. Waiting for you to come."

"Very good."

Lu Yang and Shen Ji gave up the stone steps up the mountain: "If you want to take revenge on them, please."

Su Wangting shook his head: "You seem to have misunderstood something."

Lu Yang swallowed: "Wha...what."

"I'm not here to take revenge on them."

"Then you come?"

"I'm here to take revenge on Tianlan Peak."

Lu Yang frowned: "What do you mean?"

Another flash of lightning flashed, and a ferocious smile appeared on Su Wangting's lips.

"Destroy the whole family!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the rain suddenly stopped.

An unexplained gust of wind burst out from around Su Wangting, as if forming a wall of air, blocking the falling rain above everyone's heads.

A hand wrapped in cloth and a long rusty knife.

All the young disciples took a deep breath!

Just because the long sword in Su Wangting's hand had been unsheathed at some point!!

But Lu Yang and Shen Ji just stared.

Say nothing.

"Crash..."

The rain falls again.

The rain that fell again carried a strong fishy smell.

Just because there were two heads that fell to the ground together!!

A large amount of blood is spraying out from the two headless neck cavities, which is half a foot high!!

Rain of blood!!

"Boom, boom."

Two headless bodies fell one after another.

Behead!!

The Seven Shows of Tianlan are now gathered underground!!

Su Wangting slowly turned around and looked at the eight stunned young disciples.

Those eyes were already bloodshot.

The smile on that mouth became even more fierce!!

"Are you ready to die?" Su Wangting walked toward them with a long knife in hand.

"Ghost... This is a ghost... It's a witchcraft... I can't see the sword at all..." A disciple who retreated in panic lost his footing and fell to the ground.

The tip of the knife slowly pressed against the disciple's chest.

Although he is a young disciple, he has obtained the true inheritance of Tianlan Peak.

But at this moment, this disciple allowed the tip of the long sword to press against his chest, staring blankly at that cold face with empty eyes, showing no intention of drawing out the sword to resist.

After witnessing the dismembered bodies of Shen Ji and Lu Yang, he was so overwhelmed with fear that his mind collapsed.

He, who was new to the world, now deeply realized the cruelty of the world.

But he no longer had the chance to reflect.

The pressure, like the weight of a mountain, had crushed him to the point where he could not move.

Also being crushed and unable to move was his mind...

There is even the instinct to escape.

Su Wangting looked down at this disciple who had no will to live anymore, and said calmly: "Very good, you are ready to die."

As soon as he finished speaking, the rusty knife slowly advanced forward.

Slowly pushed into the disciple's chest!!!

Blood gurgled out from the disciple's mouth.

Under the severe pain, he still did not struggle at all and allowed the long knife to slowly penetrate into his chest!!

Like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered!!

The tip of the knife slowly extended from his back.

penetrate.

Draw the knife and blood rises.

This young disciple, who had not yet experienced the hardships of the world, died.

But Su Wangting, there is no mercy at all!

His eyes were filled with Du Juaner's lifeless face!!

After shaking off the blood on the knife, Su Wangting looked at the remaining seven disciples and said calmly: "Is the knife just now slow enough? You chose the slow knife..."

As he spoke, he pointed at the heads of Lu Yang and Shen Ji.

"Or a sharp knife?"

The seven disciples were breathing heavily.

They also forgot to draw their swords.

No!

What they forgot at this time was their identity as the direct disciples of the four famous families!

In front of a lion, no matter how ferocious a hyena is, it is just a piece of meat.

It seems they have understood this truth!

"Can't wait to die, run!!!" A young disciple suddenly shouted.

The seven people moved their luck and quickly moved up the stone steps up the mountain!

Although they are both young disciples, their cultivation levels are still different.

The Qinggong of the disciple who was the first to shout away was clearly superior. He left his six fellow disciples far behind and rushed up the mountain like crazy!!

In an instant, he had passed by the hundred and ten stone steps.

The sect archway of Tianlan Peak had faintly appeared in his sight.

Life is right in front of you!!

But he still failed to reach the Zongmen Archway after all.

He will never reach it.

Just because of this, a rusty long knife had pierced his chest from behind!!
To be continued...