Looking at the terrified expression of the feeble little fish-man in front of him, the burly fish-man felt something was amiss and was about to turn around. Suddenly, he felt a pang of sharp pain from his back.
Broken Wing Dance!
Whoosh, whoosh~
Two bursts of sword light flashed by, instantly slashing the vitality points of the sturdy fish-man significantly. Just as it was about to call out to its companions in fear and flee, a third attack came from the sky, cutting its head into two halves.
The thin little fish-man was so scared that he dropped his weapon. As he was about to turn and run, a blast of air from behind shot him into the air.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~
Several more sword lights left dark red traces in the air. Song Jian easily took down this small fish-man too.
