My Name Is Naruto Fujiwara

Boom!

After detecting Xu Que's disappearance, the black fog gradually amassed to the shape of a human—it was an expressionless man with a cold aura. The lower half of his body was composed of the raging black fog, floating in the air.

An overwhelmingly sharp sword will emanated from him as if the surrounding air froze.

The crowd of elite cultivators held their breaths, trembling inside their hearts.

All of the elite cultivators could vaguely make out that the black fog man in front of them felt like an extremely sharp sword! If one went near him, one would instantly turn into ashes!

"What… what is that?"

"What terrifying sword will, it's even scarier than Lord Sword Spirit!"

"We better hurry and leave. If we get involved, nobody's going to survive!"

Many of the elite cultivators paled and quickly left the place.