At this moment, they could only rely on luck.
Clearly, Liang Zhongkang's luck was good. The Feather Serpent did not target him.
Similarly, if some people were lucky, naturally, some were unlucky.
Given the speed of the Feather Serpent, one of the disciples from the Wanxiang Sect was hit by the serpent's head without any pause, immediately turning into a cloud of blood...
"Zhu Yu!"
The disciples of the Wanxiang Sect were immediately filled with grief and anger.
However, once the Feather Serpent flapped its wings, its speed was astonishingly fast.
Just when Xi Wushang and others arrived, the Feather Serpent had already switched targets and swallowed a disciple from the Longevity Sect whole!
Without any chewing, everyone saw a slight bulge in its throat, which was hard to notice, then everyone felt a dissipation of life.
After swallowing a disciple of the Longevity Sect, a ripple of emotion flashed through the formerly emotionless eyes of the Feather Serpent.