"Ah???" The voice was utterly unfamiliar, yet to the fat cultivator's ears, it was no less than a clap of thunder!
"Spare my life, Senior!" The fat cultivator hastily withdrew his hand, but it was already too late. The jet-black gleam that had just slain Fellow Daoist Fan returned once more, shooting toward the fat cultivator's brow in the blink of an eye!
The fat cultivator naturally would not sit still and await death. With a flick of his hand, he threw out a yellow talisman, and an Ice Net Talisman blocked the way before him. With a series of cracking sounds, the Ice Net Talisman seemed utterly unable to stop the sharp Profound Iron needle. The fat cultivator's vision went black, and he was teleported back to Thunder Peak!
"Damn it, who the hell was that bastard? So formidable! So fast!!" When his body landed on Thunder Peak, the fat cultivator still had not seen who had eliminated him!
Within the illusion array, Xiao Hua beckoned, and two more number plates fell into his storage bag. At the same time, two furious voices rose from beneath his feet: "Xiao Hua... if you have the guts, don't run!"
"Don't run? Do you think I'm an idiot?" A cold smile curled at Xiao Hua's lips. His body suddenly shot into the air, and with another wave of his hand, the Profound Iron needle flashed through the air like a startled swan. It slew a cultivator at the seventh layer of Qi Cultivation, and after taking a number plate, he flew off in one direction!
What Xiao Hua left behind was several dozen cultivators thrown into utter chaos. At this point, these cultivators could no longer hold back. Each took out their most handy yellow talismans and techniques. Several even brought out