This was a cultivator at the Seventh Layer of the Martial King Realm, whose strength was indeed formidable, but Lin Feng felt that the Gang Qi within his body was difficult to manipulate, as if it was suppressed by some mysterious force, and he simply couldn't use his true cultivation.
"Snake Slave"!
Wu Qingqing sneered.
"Yes, Master"!
...
A woman leaped out from behind Wu Qingqing, and with a flick of her right hand, a green snake as thick as a chopstick swiftly flew out. In the next moment, it arrived in front of the cultivator and bit towards his neck.
Snap.
The small snake bit into the cultivator's neck.
"Ah," the cultivator screamed miserably before falling to the ground, his body convulsing violently.
"You evil demoness, with such a cruel heart and ruthless hand, you will surely not die a good death"!
The cultivator's pupils dilated.
Filled with hatred, he stared at Wu Qingqing before death.
And then he stopped moving, completely lifeless.