"You colluded with others to frame the students of the Swordsmanship Department while I was in seclusion; did you think I would not see through your scheme?"
In the stillness of death, Li Weixuan snorted, slowly raised his head, and looked towards Fu Qian.
"None of you shall live!"
...
I can't stand the heat!
After repeated probing with no success, are you just going to flip the table?
This "it" really has the style of a bratty child!
Fu Qian silently watched Lanaia on the ground.
It was already too late.
Even from such a distance, the ferocity of Li Weixuan's attack could be felt.
A sneak attack of Demigod Level was simply too terrifying in its lethality.
And the only chance for survival had been perfectly cut off by Yuan Xin.
It really was an Immortal-slaying Array!
...
Of course, "it"'s real target was himself.
Killing Lanaia was merely to rationalize Li Weixuan's beliefs.