Lin Taichu cursed under his breath, his figure flashing as he charged straight at the old man on the far right.
This old man had the weakest cultivation, only at the sixth level of Martial Master.
Facing Lin Taichu, he sensed a deadly crisis. His face turned pale, fear appeared in his eyes, and his body trembled uncontrollably.
"Spare me!"
The old man pleaded in a trembling voice.
"Too late!"
Lin Taichu shook his head.
His figure flashed, his speed reaching its peak. In an instant, he appeared before the old man, raised his longsword, and slashed down.
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!
With a sweep of his sword, Lin Taichu cleaved the old man in two at the waist.
"Don't kill me..."
On the other side, Xiao Yang had just rushed out of the forest when he heard a shrill cry from behind him.
He turned around, horror appearing on his face.
The old man's corpse hung in midair.
Meanwhile, Lin Taichu stood unharmed in the air, staring coldly at Xiao Yang.
A faintly amused smile rested on Lin Taichu's face.
Xiao Yang's face twitched violently. He glared at Lin Taichu with icy eyes and gritted his teeth. "You actually dared to deceive me!"
"Hahaha, why wouldn't I dare? What are you? You're not worthy of knowing my name."
Lin Taichu laughed disdainfully.
At those words, rage burned in Xiao Yang's eyes. He gritted his teeth and glared viciously at Lin Taichu, as though he wanted to devour him alive.
But in the next moment, a trace of struggle flashed through his eyes.
"Lin Taichu, you are indeed powerful. But if the higher-ups of the Xuanling Sect learn that you were the one who killed the Martial Venerable experts of the Zhao Family, Li Family, and Zhang Family..."
"Do you think