When Barren Murderer saw Happy moving around the crowd fearlessly, his heart turned cold.
Happy did not die!
There were thirty or so of the best elites from Class One Hall mixed in the crowd. Each of their attacks were around 4,000, but even if they attacked Happy viciously at the same time, Happy remained unmoved. His attacks never swayed nor were interrupted. He just neatly used his sharp and fatal sword light to attack the places with the most people.
In less than a minute, there were at least one hundred good fighters from Class One Hall who lay dead in the forest. Their corpses were scattered all over the ground in a disorderly fashion. When they were reflected in Barren Murderer's eyes, he felt that the sight was just too terrifying to behold!
The news that came from Vast Martial City was real.
