Luo Ningxian's pretty face immediately turned pale and blank.
Bu Shang and the others had arrived relatively late and did not know much about what had happened with the group.
But she knew full well that this battle had arisen entirely because of their greed.
If they had truly only been dealing with an Eternal Mid-stage martial cultivator, killing him would have been no great matter.
Yet Qin Shaofeng's strength before her had already far surpassed her understanding.
Even Bu Shang, at Eternal Minor Perfection, had been unable to make a move before being trapped by Qin Shaofeng twice in a row.
"Where are the others? Haven't they come out yet?" Luo Ningxian asked, still clutching at a sliver of hope.
That person replied, "Twenty-one people are already dead."
Luo Ningxian instantly broke out in a cold sweat.
How long had it been? Probably not even twenty breaths.
And already more than twenty people had died miserably.
Was that fellow really an Eternal Mid-stage martial cultivator?
The terror in Luo Ningxian's eyes could not escape Qin Shaofeng's Spiritual Sense probe. With a faint smile, he asked, "Woman, am I really that easy to bully? Do you still want to rob me of my things?"
"You!"
Luo Ningxian nearly coughed up blood from anger.
It was a killing blow to the heart.
"Hmph! Kid, you've killed so many of us, and now you're saying this. Aren't you thinking a little too much?" the Eternal Peak expert roared.
He had spoken quickly enough, but the others were not fools.
The meaning behind Qin Shaofeng's words could not have been clearer. How could they fail to understand?
One Eternal Peak expert's expression abruptly changed. Turning toward Luo Ningxian, he roared, "Luo Ningxian, what is going on? What were you trying to take from