Chapter 227: I Smell the Scent of an Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon On You_2

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But such a figure, considered a big shot by Patriarch Liu, the Second Elder of the Situ Family, now lay as a corpse.

His chest bore a massive blood hole, as if it had been pierced through by some object.

Blood stained the ground a thorough red, and the pervasive scent of blood was utterly shocking.

"It must have been Daoist Fan Wu," the old envoy also said in shock, muttering to himself, "Only a person like him could do such a thing, right?"

Casually killing off the Second Elder of the Situ Family—in the old envoy's mind, those capable of such feats were few and far between, absolutely countable on one hand.

And Daoist Fan Wu was one of those few, even the pinnacle among them!

"Unbelievable..." Even though he had prepared himself somewhat, when Patriarch Liu personally witnessed the tragic state of the Situ Family, he still felt as if he were in a surreal dream.

Could such a prominent family of the Great Yan Dynasty be so fragile?