"Wind!"
With the Chaos Sword Essence rushing through the enemies and two dragons flying alongside it, all three hundred Blood Descendants were being massacred brutally. Wherever the sword went, there would be heads flying up high in the sky – like chopping vegetables. Within a blink of an eye, a dozen Iron-Winged Myrmidons were delivered to hell. Even those Iron-Winged Myrmidons with Halfstep True Nirvana cultivation with iron armor on them were defenseless against the attack from the sword – like cutting a piece of tofu with a sharp knife.
After witnessing all the brutal murders, none of them were bold enough to go against the sword and the dragons anymore. All of them started to look for a safe place to hide to make sure that they could survive till the end of the battle.
"Everyone! Step back! Let us stop the attack of this sword!"
