"Looking for death!"
Xiaobao let out a cold snort, his figure flickered, avoiding the incoming machete, while the dagger in his hand already sliced towards the neck of the Black Witch Sect disciple.
"No..."
An unwilling roar rang out as the Black Witch Sect disciple suddenly felt a cold sensation on his neck.
"Pssh!"
The sound was followed by a spurt of fresh blood from the neck of the Black Witch Sect disciple, and his whole body fell heavily to the ground.
The remaining Black Witch Sect disciple looked at his companion falling once again with a face full of terror and kept retreating. The key was Xiaobao's strength was too formidable, his speed too fast, making the Black Witch Sect disciple feel like he had no chance of winning against Xiaobao.
"Bastard, I will kill you!"
Ba Peng, who was fighting Liu Zhiming, went crazy when he saw his subordinate fall in front of Xiaobao again. With a shout, his momentum suddenly increased, and he punched fiercely towards Liu Zhiming.
