"Damn it, they've gone mad, both of them have gone mad! Kill them for me, now!" Qingmu Sanlang roared in madness.
On the other side, Kim Woo-hee was also issuing orders.
"Kill!"
The Island Nation and South Korean martial artists were all roaring with anger, mounting a counterattack.
In an instant, a fierce battle broke out.
Ultimately, all of those crazed martial artists were killed. Their bodies lay on the ground, their blood seeping into the earth.
However, the faces of Qingmu Sanlang and Kim Woo-hee looked extremely unsightly.
Because they had also suffered losses, many people were injured, and a few had even been slain.
There was no helping it; those crazed martial artists were too frenzied, completely disregarding their injuries, and unafraid of any pain.
They simply adopted a method of mutual destruction.
"You damn walls! I must destroy this painting!" an old man from the Island Nation roared furiously.
He clenched the katana in his hand tightly and charged forward.
