Chapter 4567
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Brave men are bound to be attracted by a large sum of money. The cultivators who wanted to retreat gritted their teeth and rushed forward after hearing the words of the Ruan Clan's old master. They wanted to take advantage of the chaos to attack the two children.
When Hao 'er heard this, his face turned cold. He immediately said to the silver wolf, "Kill them all! Don't leave a single one alive! "
"Awoo!"
The Silver Wolf raised its head and howled angrily. The pressure of a Sacred Beast was released from its body, and those who had rushed forward all froze in place. Some of them knelt down with a 'plop' sound, while some stood there motionless, unable to even move their legs.
The entire sky was filled with a powerful pressure. Regardless of whether it was the people from the sect or the people from the Ruan Family, this pressure was a powerful existence that none of them could resist.
Even the Ruan Clan's old master was shocked by the pressure. His body froze in place. His eyes were wide open and his lips trembled. His face was filled with fear.
At this moment, he finally knew why his son died so miserably.
Even though he was already a Nascent Soul cultivator, under such a strong pressure, he could not resist at all …
"Ah!"
As the silver wolf pounced forward, it raised its sharp claws and opened its jaws to bite. The cultivators who were unable to move under the pressure screamed miserably one after another. One after another, their corpses fell to the ground. As blood splashed out, the air was filled with an extremely heavy stench of blood.
The surrounding people looked at the corpses that fell one after another. They looked at the cultivators whose throats were slashed by the wolf's claws or bitten off their necks. They looked at the blood that splashed on the ground like red plum blossoms. They could not help but suck in a breath of cold air. They were so shocked that they did not even dare to breathe.
Especially the Ruan Clan's old master. He looked at the scene in front of him in fear. He could not believe that the silver wolf's fighting power and pressure were so strong. It was so powerful. Just one pressure was enough to suppress them. Even if he was a Nascent Soul cultivator, he could not escape from it.
Fear and regret intertwined in his heart. He panted heavily and held the walking stick in his hand. He could not say a word.
When the Immortal Sect disciples saw this, they wanted to open their mouths several times. However, when they saw the cold face of the little boy beside them and the killing intent in his eyes, they couldn't bring themselves to say anything.
His killing intent had already been aroused. Even if they begged for mercy, he probably would not let them off. Furthermore, he had already given them a chance previously. However, even for them, this was the first time they had seen such a terrifying battle prowess of a Sacred Beast.
In less than half an incense stick's worth of time, the hundreds of cultivators that the Ruan Clan had brought died one by one in front of the City Lord's Mansion. In the end, only the Ruan Clan's old master was left standing.
However, no one thought that he would survive. That was because the giant silver wolf was standing right in front of him.
"How do you want to die?" The silver wolf mockingly looked at the pale old man and said, "Why don't you do the same as your dead son? And let you have a taste of his death? "
As he spoke, the silver wolf lifted its leg and stomped him to the ground. At the same time, the wolf's sharp claws pressed against his arm. This scared him so much that he finally screamed.
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