Chapter 493: Old Eight's Request_3

The silver needle in his hand moved faster and faster, gradually restoring Old Eight's body back to normal.

Nobody expected that, at this critical moment, a flash of sword light was already shooting from the void hundreds of meters away. The cold sword light carried a terrifying sword aura, suddenly shot out.

The cold killing intent, stirred up an unparalleled terrifying power, and in the blink of an eye, arrived behind Xiao Qiang.

Thud!

The flying sword pierced directly into Xiao Qiang's back, blood splattered, creating a horrifying scene. Yet, Xiao Qiang seemed oblivious, his left hand continuously shoved the silver needle!

A faint flush appeared on Old Eight's face, suggesting he was finally out of danger.

Seeing this, the cultivator hiding in the distance frowned deeply, formed seals with his hands, and the flying sword suddenly burst out glaring light, stirring once again. This time, its target was Xiao Qiang's throat.