The elderly man standing on the stage's eyes hardened as he spoke indifferently, "Old Xia, I'll leave the small task of 'killing the chicken to scare the monkey' to you. I still need to continue with the rules and don't want to make a move."
The old woman referred to as Old Xia stretched lazily and complained, "Alas, all right, I'll take care of the chicken killing. How could the hands of a Fated Master be sullied?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Old Xia's figure disappeared from its spot and in the blink of an eye, appeared before the Forest Sea Sect disciple.
At the same time, she struck down with a palm!
The disciple naturally sensed the danger but it was already too late!
In the next second, his body directly turned into a mist of blood!
Clean and decisive! The methods were cruel!
At that moment, the cultivators who were somewhat protesting didn't dare to speak anymore.
Even Ren Feicheng's eyes narrowed slightly, hinting at a trace of chill.
