Spilling Blood

The young man felt the blade on his back. "Immortal Elder, please spare my life!" He lowered his head and begged for his life.

"What?" asked Jiang Hao calmly.

"Immortal Elder, I…"

Jiang Hao swung his saber and left behind an afterimage of the saber in the air. The next moment, the young man's hand was severed.

This sudden attack stunned the young man. He stared at Jiang Hao with contempt. At the same time, he began to retreat.

"Do it then!" he shouted.

Jiang Hao stabbed the hilt of his saber into the ground and lifted it into the air.

Boom!

The explosion shook the ground. The others dispersed and hid behind the spirit herb bushes.

Jiang Hao didn't stop. He quickly arrived in front of the group of people. The long saber impaled one of them and killed him on the spot.

There were four of them. Jiang Hao was fast. Three of them dropped dead.