The disciples of the Cold Sword Immortal Sect huddled within the formation, each with a drastically changed expression.,All of them were pale with fright, but Sang Juying was filled with ecstasy. At a glance, she recognized Xiao Qing as a genuine dragon.,When the third, gigantic dragon claw came into view, hope had been completely extinguished. Then, with a single swipe of its claw, it slammed the man to the ground, crushing him into a bloody pulp, leaving not even his soul a chance to escape.。