How many times does a normal person have to die in the world of cultivation?

Before he finished his words, Kuai Hechang suddenly pounced forward at an extremely fast speed.

Everyone had no time to react and watched him pounce on Nangong Ling. Nangong Ling was unable to dodge and was knocked to the ground by Kuai Hechang.

The other people came to their senses and quickly cast spells to attack Kuai Hechang, but he had no reaction and was only focused on biting Nangong Ling.

Blood splattered everywhere and the scene was horrific.

Li Xiaoxiao watched this scene in horror. She realized that Kuai Hechang might have lost his mind and turned into some kind of monster.

"Hurry up and save Nangong Ling!" someone shouted.

Everyone worked together to try to pull Kuai Hechang away from Nangong Ling.

However, Kuai Hechang's vitality was surprisingly tenacious. Even though they made several holes in his back, he still bit them selflessly.

In just a few breaths, the beautiful Nangong Ling passed away.

A powerful aura burst out from Kuai Hechang's body, spreading around like an overwhelming tidal wave, and everyone was shocked and retreated.

Kuai Hechang's body gradually swelled, his skin turned red, and his blood vessels were clearly visible, as if they would burst at any time.

Sure enough, the next moment his skin cracked, and the next second something horrifying happened. A bloody hand stretched out from his body.

As more and more skin cracks appeared, more and more hands rushed out.

Everyone was stunned by the scene before them and didn't know what to do for a moment.

Suddenly, the bloody hand that emerged seemed to have its own consciousness and grabbed towards everyone.

One of the bloody hands grabbed the neck of the person closest to Kuai Hechang and tried to break his neck. The man's legs kept kicking, and he tried to use his hands to form seals, but soon other hands grabbed his limbs.

Then Li Xiaoxiao witnessed what it meant to be torn apart by five horses.

Everyone panicked and fled in all directions.

However, those bloody hands were extremely fast and soon several people were killed by them.

Li Xiaoxiao's eyes rolled quickly. If all these people died, would she be able to get out?

But, if we want to save him, how should we do it?

This Kuai Hechang is obviously a corpse. What can we do to make him stop moving?

Li Xiaoxiao racked her brain to think quickly, and her body left Jiang Ran and moved towards Kuai Hechang's eyebrows.

She noticed an inconspicuous black spot between his eyebrows. If she had not seen his appearance before, she would have thought it was just an ordinary mole.

Just when she was about to break through the black spot, all the bloody hands stopped attacking others and began to slap Li Xiaoxiao, who was jumping up and down, with their palms together, trying to slap her to death like slapping a fly.

When everyone came to their senses, they saw such a strange scene: these bloody hands were no longer attacking them, but were now slapping flies.

Could it be that flies are the nemesis of this monster?

Li Xiaoxiao: You are the flies, your whole family are flies!

Li Xiaoxiao dodged the attack of Bloody Hand flexibly, while concentrating on destroying the black spot between Kuai Hechang's eyebrows. Just when he was about to succeed, several hands overlapped and covered the black spot.

Li Xiaoxiao felt disdainful in his heart, lowered his head and rushed forward, easily piercing through the palm, piercing through the black spot and shooting out from the back of Kuai Hechang's head.

The bloody hands on Kuai Hechang's body, like soft noodles, all hung to the ground and did not move anymore.

Kuai Hechang's wide-open eyes finally closed.

Instead of feeling happy, everyone stared at Li Xiaoxiao's flight path with vigilance.

There was no choice but to fly out of the hall temporarily and get out of their sight.

Sure enough, after seeing Li Xiaoxiao fly away, everyone's bodies began to weaken.

They almost died here.

Li Xiaoxiao was observing the situation of everyone in the hall from the beam.

Xiang Jin suddenly stood up, walked straight to Kuai Hechang's side, and examined his body carefully.

Soon, the bloody storage bag was pulled out from under him.

Excluding the dead, only Jiang Ran, Zhuo Shan, Mo Yu and Xiang Jin are left.

"Kuai Hechang is dead, and I took his storage bag." Xiang Jin said and wanted to put the storage bag away, but was stopped by Mo Yu.

Xiang Jin looked at him and said, "It's you again! Why do you always pick on me?" If it weren't for this kid, the people from Luoshu Sect would have turned into corpses long ago.

Mo Yu raised his eyebrows and said only four words: "Whoever sees it gets a share."

Just as Xiang Jin was about to start cursing, Jiang Ran and Zhuo Shan had already taken a step forward, and their meaning was obvious.

Xiang Jin could only swallow his anger and forced a smile: "Brother Mo is right, whoever sees it will get a share."

He easily wiped off the mark on the storage bag and dumped the contents on the open space beside him.