Ling Fei struck again, executing Qin Rong and Qin Jingsheng.
The remaining cultivators watched in utter terror.
SWISH, SWISH!
Before anyone could react, Ling Fei charged toward the four people closest to him.
It was these four who had just been surrounding Shangguan Yurou and the others.
With a flash of his sword, Cold Qi permeated the air. The blade flickered as fast as lightning, piercing the hearts of the young men one by one before the four figures collapsed to the ground.
Four more were dead.
And so, of the twenty-four Innate Realm experts, eleven had been killed outright, while another four lay unconscious.
Nine remained.
Those nine had already retreated to a distance.
They were farther from Ling Fei to begin with, so the True Dragon Roar's effect on them had been weaker.
Now that they were on their guard, killing them would be more difficult.
Ling Fei turned to face the nine, his brow furrowing slightly.
