Lachlan Shangguan snorted coldly, looking at the attacking swords and people. In his eyes, it was almost as if they were slowing down. His eyes didn't even move. The corners of his mouth raised with disdain. His whole body suddenly tightened, and then there was an invisible force. The power is shaken to the outside world, and the black hair and clothes are fluttering in the wind,
The surrounding temperature dropped a lot in an instant, with a sense of coldness.
Those who were close to him were knocked out by the cold air before their weapons could get even half a meter closer to him. They fell to the ground, vomiting blood, struggled to get up for a while, and their faces were pale. Sure enough, they responded to what he had said before. One sentence is not enough. These people are too vulnerable.
"Why, you are so vulnerable, and you want to hunt down the Supreme Disciple even with the skill of a three-legged cat,"
It can be said that Lachlan Shangguan's move really shocked everyone. As soon as a master made a move, he would know whether it was there or not. The strong internal force alone showed the level of his martial arts.
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