Clang! Clang! Clang!
The sound of metal clashing greeted Nan Hua. She looked at these people who came closer and sneered slightly.
Do they think that she was a soft persimmon who would let herself be killed so easily?
Swish!
Nan Hua moved quickly to the person who came to the temple. The man didn't manage to react in time as Nan Hua bypassed him and swung her sword, separating his head from his body the moment she passed by.
After that, she stopped and the sword swung horizontally, cutting off the body of the next man who tried to come closer after bypassing Lou.
His eyes widened in disbelief as his body fell down.
Nan Hua swept her gaze over the small battlefield and tapped on the ground, moving to the next person and her sword started to dance.
Slash! Slash! Slash!
With each strike, another person fell down, leaving nothing but the trail of blood and bodies on her path.
Thud! Thud!
