Su Qiao did not waste words on him. She circulated her Internal Energy, pushed off with one foot, and shot forward in an instant, the icy sword thrusting straight at his throat.
"You..."
The Third Elder only had time to utter a brief sound. Before he could even scream, he had already collapsed to the ground.
His eyes were wide open, filled with shock and fear.
Su Qiao flicked her sword.
The beads of blood slid down the blade and finally dripped silently from its tip onto the grass.
"Such a long-winded mouth, and so filthy, too!"
Didn't they know that villains always died because they talked too much?
"Third Elder!"
"Dad!"
The others finally reacted and hurried over.
Blood suddenly sprayed into the air.
Only then did they realize that the Third Elder's neck had been severed by a single strike from Su Qiao's sword.
His head and body had long since parted ways.
"He's dead."
The few men looked grim, their gazes at Su Qiao filled with dark murderous intent.
"You filthy bitch! How dare you kill my dad? I'll kill you!"
The only woman gritted her teeth and glared viciously at Su Qiao.
"Heh, not only am I going to kill him, I'm going to finish all of you off, too!"
"Everyone, be careful. This woman is strange."
The seven of them quickly spread out and surrounded Su Qiao.
Su Qiao let out a cold laugh, flourished her sword, and charged at them.
"Let me show you what our Huaxia Martial Arts can do!"
Hadn't they always held themselves above everyone else, thinking themselves superior?
Hadn't they always looked down on the people of Huaxia and mocked their Martial Arts?
"Transform! Hurry up and transform!"
The werewolves were indeed fast and fierce enough. Unfortunately, in Su Qiao's