"Swish!"
The third disciple of the Black Witch Sect hadn't reacted yet when Liu Zhiming's dagger sliced across his neck, instantly spurting a gush of blood, and the person fell backwards unwillingly.
The disciples of the Black Witch Sect watched their third companion fall towards them and immediately scattered in all directions, which gave Liu Zhiming a sliver of opportunity; he instantly dodged to appear in front of them.
When Liu Zhiming's dagger flashed this time, suddenly four disciples of the Black Witch Sect let out a scream, blood spurting from their necks, and the whole person fell to the ground.
"What?"
Watching the disciples of the Black Witch Sect continuously fall, their leader Wei Pu was also stunned. He had already seen Liu Zhiming's power from the previous situation, but he hadn't expected Liu Zhiming to be so strong.
"Bastard!"
Wei Pu shouted furiously, brandishing the chop knife in his hand and charged at Liu Zhiming.
"You're coming right!"
