The Seven Devil Hall's great elder also spat out a mouthful of blood. His already-aged face had turned deathly pale. Clearly, he had been seriously injured.
"Eh? He didn't die? Interesting, this is really interesting!" A surprised expression flashed across Xu Fengyu's face, and he looked puzzled. As he said that, he took a step forward and appeared behind the Seven Devil Hall's great elder in a flash.
The Seven Devil Hall's great elder is startled. Before he can even react, a Jade-like palm has already struck his neck.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, the Seven Devil Hall's great elder's eyes turn dark, and his whole body immediately goes limp, as if he has fallen unconscious, and he falls down.
"Realm Lord, please spare him!" Zuo Qiuyi was shocked. He quickly stood up, caught the great elder of the Seven Devil Hall, and bowed to Xu Fengyu.
