Chapter 343 Man-Made Scripted Murder_3

The middle-aged cultivator wanted to speak further, but suddenly a long rainbow streaked across the sky, and his body, along with the Hundred Souls Arrow he had meticulously refined, was split in two, and vast swathes of blood stained the land.

"The mana I just used was the same as yours, you know."

Yu Xian rode closer, teasing Yulan with a smile.

Blushing, Yulan knew her use of mana had been too crude, but she had no intention of arguing; instead, she said, as if it were a matter of course,

"Certainly, husband is much more powerful than I."

"Let's go, we're heading in!"

Yu Xian laughed heartily, and the two rode into the village.

The village houses looked formidable, neatly arranged in rows, with even the ground swept very clean, weeds rarely seen.

Yet despite such commotion, no one came out.

Instead, several cultivators clad in the same style as the middle-aged man were seen fleeing frantically toward the distance.

"What's going on here?"