Slaughter-Rotting Sword Rain!
Whoosh!
The downpour was fierce, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be countless fine, short swords.
Even more carefully, one would sense the horrific killing intent that filled each and every short sword.
The dense Sword Qi, like a torrential downpour, enveloped all enemies within dozens of meters, leaving no one untouched.
But due to the control of a will, it deftly avoided the Thousand-Handed Demon General and the Fire Wolf Demon General.
Hisssssssss...
The Sword Qi, infused with a terrifying will to slaughter, was nearly invincible and indestructible. Wherever it fell, decay and rot ensued.
And the people who stood there, in the face of this dreadful Sword Intent, had no power to resist and fell to the ground one after another.
At this time, any protective True Essence or Defensive Magical Treasures were meaningless.
If one's strength was inferior to Ling Xiao, there was only one outcome—
Defeat!
In an instant!
