The sword was thrust out.
The strange purple light had become a flowing purple line and entered the back of the last woman nearly at the speed of teleportation.
At the same time, the woman at the front let out a scream.
"What?!' It was obvious that upon realising that Fang Zhengzhi had disappeared on the spot, the woman in red was thrown into consternation and screamed:
"Disperse!"
The woman in red could see, but not the women behind her.
When the women at the back had heard her scream, it was already too late. Their minds were only registering blinding pain.
"Hum!" The Traceless Sword passed through their bodies like a ghost. There was an explosion of purple light and blood.
The blood that fell onto the Traceless Sword was absorbed hungrily by its blade.
The darkness gradually dissipated.
A sliver of purple light had grown bigger until it was able to tear the darkness apart like lightning in the night sky.
