"Return of Ten Thousand Swords!" Su Yu took a deep breath, as dull sounds resonated in his Dantian. Boundless silver sword energy covered all corners of the world like a thousand rays of brilliance.
The sword feathers came striking, colliding with each other and destroying all, while the silver sword energy surged towards the hideous middle-aged woman.
She gritted her teeth and retrieved a gourd bottle despite the excruciating pain. Once it was opened, the eerie sounds of ghosts wailing and howling were unleashed.
Numerous ghastly skeletons swooped out. They shrieked insanely, forming a layer of blood clouds that shielded her body. They engulfed the endless silver sword energy that came charging toward her.
The remnant blood clouds closed in with an imposing force as the bloodthirsty skeletons flailed their claws and fangs in the air. They were extremely monstrous and ferocious.
