The cultivation level of this martial arts practitioner can reach at least the second level of Qi Refining, and it will knock Wanfushan away and hurt it in one encounter.

Xu Xuan, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, was secretly frightened. The strength of the Blood Spirit Thief was even more terrifying than he thought.

"Hahaha... you will be another immortal cultivator who died under my 'Cao Lao San'."

The man in the Iron Tower laughed wildly, circulating his martial arts power and forcing him toward Wanfu Mountain.

"You... are Cao Laosan?" Wan Fushan was shocked. He did not expect that the martial arts cultivator he encountered at this time was "Cao Laosan", one of the three leaders of the Blood Spirit Thieves.

At this moment.

On the big tree ahead, five or six blood spirit thieves holding strange curved blades jumped down, with their eyes drowned and drowned, and they walked towards Xu Xuan and other corpses lying on the ground.

"Every corpse will be given a knife!"

One of the blood spirit thieves shouted, and the curved blade in his hand pierced the throat of an outer disciple's body, and blood splattered!

"Not good!" Xu Xuan, who was pretending to be dead, felt a stern heart, and he held his breath, motionless, like a piece of dead tree.
Chapter completed!