"Insect cultivator..."
Ning Fan's entire body seemed to be aflame with blood energy; he suddenly raised his hand and pointed a finger downwards.
A beam of blood light shot out from his finger, transforming into countless blood-colored sword rays in an instant.
The sword rays sliced through the dense swarm of insects; countless flying insects were split into two, yet they didn't die. Instead, they turned into two separate insects.
The more they were cut, the more they multiplied!
The Insect Head Giant sneered disdainfully, "Of all things, my insect magic fears sword cultivators the least! Immortal Technique, Black Luo!"
The giant's finger technique changed, and the endlessly multiplying swarm of insects suddenly rushed towards Ning Fan, engulfing him in a sea of insects.
These black insects' bodies weren't hard, but their teeth were frighteningly sharp.
