Insect Men (1)

Lin Xin drew his longsword, its tip flashing again and again as he rapidly skewered more than a dozen long worms like roundworms.

When the blade pierced those roundworms, he vaguely felt something hard, as though thick, tough hide were blocking the sword tip.

"These bugs aren't that hard to deal with," someone said casually.

"Watch out!" Before the words had faded, a roundworm behind him suddenly sprang up. It actually ignored the spiritual-light artifact protecting his front and drilled straight into the back of his clothes as if nothing were there.

Aah!

The man immediately screamed, fell to the ground, and rolled about without stop. Before long, he lay still.

"Brother Huang!!" Several cultivators nearby were shocked and rushed to save him, but they had only taken a few steps.

With a hiss, a magic sword shot out. The fallen cultivator suddenly opened his eyes, both eyes glowing red and his pupils unfocused, and thrust directly at the waists of two men.

"Brother Huang, you!?"

Caught off guard, one of them was struck by the magic sword. The defensive artifact at his waist collided viciously with the sword, and the clashing spiritual lights gave off a violent hissing sound.

His face changed drastically, and just as he was about to retreat, he suddenly felt a chill at his back. Another cultivator with glowing red eyes had appeared behind him, drawing a sword viciously out from his back.

The other man, panicked, leapt into the air to flee, only for someone not far away to fling a flying sword at him. He was smashed down from midair and crashed onto the ground, where a swarm of roundworms immediately rushed over him.

The entire group fell into chaos. For a time, allies fought allies, and no one could tell friend from