Kapitel 163: Thousand-faced Assassin

When she saw the corpse that still had a trace of warmth to it, the girl in pink's expression remained unchanged even though a strange glint flickered in her gaze.

The four Southern Mountains Sect Cultivators were tense and gripped their weapons tightly.

As body-tempering cultivators, they would naturally carry melee combat weapons with them, similar to the likes of Su Zimo's Cold Moon Saber and little fatty's gigantic axe.

Of the four Southern Mountains Sect Cultivators, three of them held swords while the other one wielded a hook.

The itinerant cultivator, Yan Fei, was barehanded. However, his sleeves were wide as if he had tricks hidden in them.

With a glance, Su Zimo could vaguely guess that Yan Fei's weapon should be a pair of arm guards.