As hundreds of men charged together, including Wei Xiu brandishing his sword to attack, Long Chen remained undisturbed, his hands relaxed behind his back, showing no intention of taking action.
"Long Chen, be careful."
Yang Su couldn't help but warn.
Yang Shenhuai and the others also tensed up, their hearts leaping to their throats.
But in the blink of an eye, something that shocked Yang Su and the others occurred.
Those who charged toward Long Chen all inexplicably fell to the ground mid-charge.
Once fallen, they could never stand up again, their fate unknown.
Bang, bang, bang...
A series of sounds, one after another.
In less than thirty seconds, all the hundreds of men had fallen, leaving only Wei Xiu still charging forward.
But evidently, Wei Xiu too was frightened.
However, he was moving too fast to stop and, gritting his teeth, continued to swing his sword at Long Chen.
Long Chen looked on with a blank expression, quietly staring at Wei Xiu.
