Not only that.
While dodging, his Duanxuan Sword was simply like an apparition; at times it thrust upward from below, at others it slid sneakily from behind, or it might slash down from above, blanketing everything like a barrage, comparable to the Spirit Snake Probing Dance and akin to Cloud Chasing the Stars and Moon, amidst the purple flashes of deadly allure, the Duanxuan Sword silently cut through several members of the Ye family.
"Puff puff puff..."
The sharpness of Duanxuan was shocking, especially when paired with Su Chen's immense strength of tens of thousands of pounds, wherever it went, there was a flavor of ignoring everything and looking down on everything.
The sword light fluctuated, only accompanied by the ethereal red mist of blood.
It was clearly visible that on the necks and throats of several Ye family members, a rapidly enlarging line of red suddenly appeared.
