บท 715: Chapter 715: The Death of Wan She_1

Ling Xiao held the Rainfall Sword in his hand, but he did not use it, for these four men were not worthy.

The reason he had drawn the Rainfall Sword was to guard against the Yellow Bird lying in ambush.

Puchi!

A black-gold Sword Qi flashed into existence, instantly piercing through the martial artist's head.

Puboom!

The black-gold flames burned fiercely, turning that person's head to ash in an instant.

Seeing Ling Xiao's ferocity, the remaining three men were visibly stunned.

"Leave the items, and get lost!"

Ling Xiao said coldly.

"Don't be afraid of this kid. The three of us joining forces against him, I refuse to believe we can't kill him!"

Clearly, as the saying goes, men die for wealth, just as birds die for food. These three men lost all rationality over the Snow Feather Sword.

Ling Xiao no longer had any mercy. Since the opponents were courting death, he certainly couldn't let those three go and allow them to leave with the Snow Feather Sword.