"Are you sure? Kill them all?"
Ao Ying raised an eyebrow slightly. She naturally enjoyed killing, but she did not expect such words to come from the mouth of a human cultivator.
"Kill."
There wasn't the slightest ripple in Xie Xuanyi's eyes as he gently uttered the word.
This word echoed and transmitted through the void!
"Xie Zhen? I called you Master in vain!"
A Loose Cultivator, who was at the forefront, heard their conversation, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He angrily yelled, attempting to retreat.
But it was already too late. Ao Ying made her move in an instant!
Even though she was severely injured and her cultivation had greatly decreased, preventing her from contending with the Saint Heir, she was beyond the capabilities of such a Loose Cultivator.
Hiss!
A red sleeve swept out, transforming into a bolt of lightning, and in an instant, it pierced through the man's chest!
Immediately afterward, her fingers exerted force.
