SWOOSH! SWOOSH!
Two streaks of green light shot out from the "Green Fruit Flowers," aiming straight for the necks of two of the disciples. At such close range, the men had no time to react. In an instant, two bloody holes appeared on their necks, and they collapsed stiffly to the ground. Their faces rapidly darkened as they died.
"Bastards!" Wang Qiang roared, gritting his teeth as he charged forward. With a swift flash of his blade, he hacked the two attacking "Green Fruit Flowers" into several pieces. He didn't stop there, quickly moving to slay the remaining ones as well.
"What!" The portly man's eyes bulged in shock.
Hong Yan's brow furrowed. "Those weren't Green Fruit Flowers. They were venomous snakes in disguise!"
The old Daoist was horrified. He had been about to pick one himself just moments ago. Had he acted, he would now be a corpse.
