Since these four were in the same group, when the Ghost Cultivator made his move, the other three naturally would not remain idle. Lu Ye had his back to them at the moment—the perfect chance for a sneak attack.
Yiyi thought the same...
The remaining Tier Seven and Tier Six immediately turned around, but there was not even a ghostly shadow behind them. They did not even know who had ambushed them, only that it was a fairly powerful Fire Element spell.
"Ah!"
Another scream rang out, sending chills down their spines. When they turned back again, the sight before them made their scalps go numb and their heads buzz.
A head flew high into the air, while blood gushed from the headless neck like a fountain. That head belonged to the Ghost Cultivator senior brother. The Tier Seven youth standing before him still held his saber-swinging posture. From that stance, it was clear he had severed the Ghost Cultivator senior brother's head with a single slash.
A Tier Seven had killed a Tier Eight? And in so little time?
They had only exchanged blows for three breaths. The few of them had merely turned around and then turned back...
Two turns of the head, and they were separated by life and death. Had they not seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed it.
Lu Ye shook the blood from the Crag Mountain Saber, slowly turned around, and looked ahead.
Meeting his gaze, the two were already horrified, and now grew even more uneasy. For a moment, they did not know whether to flee or fight.
"Pah..." The Tier Seven whom Yiyi had ambushed staggered to his feet and spat out the dirt in his mouth. A piercing pain shot through his back. Though Yiyi's spell