It turned out that this was simply a giant trap! Allowing you to draw your sword at the last moment, giving you endless hope, but in an instant sending you plunging back to the bottom of hell, never to rise again!
Under the disbelieving eyes of everyone, the swords clashed together. Like a ray of sunlight piercing through the clouds, the Holy Land's Venerables' swords did not even manage to last for a fraction of a second as they were sliced clean through!
A sound made by greatswords smashing against swords actually sounded as light as an axe chopping against a block of wood. Practically without slowing down at all, it continued through without pause!
Blood flew high into the sky!
Amidst the blood curdling screams, the blades of the three black robed men rose and fell, instantly unleashing three strokes in unison!
