Chapter 1580 Who Would Be Killed

"You should just kill yourself now," the middle-aged man said coldly.

"So that you won't need to suffer too much." In their eyes, Darren and the other three were already dead meat.

"Kill them!" Darren shouted.

Initially, he and his companions wanted to leave without causing any trouble, but they had never expected this party to treat them so viciously. How could they possibly let this slide?

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Springing into action, Darren and his companions attacked first.

"Humph, you are mere ants to me!"

The other party sneered. Then, they unleashed out their Archean fighting spirit, one after another. They couldn't comprehend why weaklings such as Darren and his companions would dare strike first.

After all, the three men and one woman were all at the Mysterious Sanskrit Realm, two realms higher than Darren and his companions.

But even at their level of cultivation base, each of

ed out from his nose and mouth.

"I'm going to kill you!" the old man roared, and his fighting spirit increased again. By now, he was only dozens of feet away from the Rule Soul Avatar.

Swoosh!

A sharp spear jabbed towards the head of the Rule Soul Avatar.

"Ice Protection."

Buzz!

A blue ice wall suddenly materialized in front of the Rule Soul Avatar.

Clang!

With a crisp sound, the old man's weapon crashed into the blue ice wall. Sparks flew in all directions, but the wall remained unscathed.

"What's going on?"

The old man was completely stunned. This rule cultivator was too powerful!

The silvery eyes of the Rule Soul Avatar flashed coldly.

At the flick of his wrist, a blue ice spike, mixed with terrifying thunder and lightning, shot towards the old man.

Whoosh!

The ice spike pierced clean through the old man's chest, pinning him midair. Gradually, the life left his eyes.