With his words, the war saber in his hand seemed to possess a life of its own, constantly slashing towards people's eyes. With a flash of cold light, someone's eyes were blinded.
In just a few breaths' time, at least ten people had suffered severe injuries.
Everyone was terrified!
Xiao Zheng was too terrifying, almost like a god or demon.
The leader of the Vine Armor Army, witnessing this scene, felt a chill in his heart and, without thinking, desperately dodged backward—he didn't want to go blind.
Long Qie and others were invigorated and surged forward, each unleashing fierce attacks.
Ten Killings, wielding a long saber, was like the Grim Reaper walking in the dark night, each swing claiming a life. Long Qie on the other hand, dealt massive blows, specifically targeting the unprotected throats of the Vine Armor Soldiers; with each swing of his axe, the enemy's bones broke and tendons snapped, resulting in great gushes of blood leading to death.
