However, the Sacred Heart sect's people were given a pillow when they were sleepy.
"How many people do you have now?" Qin Huai's voice rang in Liu Huo's ears.
"There seems to be something strange about your force." Liu Huo's palms were sweating.
"Don't be afraid. That was all this kid had just now. He's just deliberately mystifying things!" Liu Huo shouted to calm the remaining sixty to seventy people down.
However, the effect did not seem to be very good.
Qin Huai looked around. The others were clearly at a higher cultivation level than the small fries he had encountered earlier.
The next moment, Liu Huo unleashed his ultimate move. "We have more than seventy people against two. We have the advantage! Kill this kid, and his corpse will be yours!"
Instantly, the fanaticism of the surrounding people subsided. The corpse of a great blood refinement martial artist could definitely help them advance to a higher realm.
"Kill!"
