"Damn, is this a Sword Saint..."
Upon landing, the small team of three immediately encountered a large number of mechanical beasts attacking them.
But with just one swing of Xia Qin's sword, only scattered parts were left on the ground. Lu Ping'an roughly estimated that there were at least 20 of them, so that one swing had killed 20 targets? Or had 20 swings been made in an instant?
"...Seems like the latter, which is more terrifying."
In all aspects, this was the first time Lu Ping'an had witnessed Xia Qin draw her sword. When she had chased after him, she had always used the sword sheath.
Now thinking about it, if they were at this distance, would he be able to withstand that one swing...
"...Damn, just a mere Xia Qin." It seemed that the answer was pretty clear: if they were to actually face each other head-on, Lu Ping'an would be cut in half by a single swing.
