Senior's Legacy, Clear Rain Sword (5)

"Blood Battle Sect." Han Muye looked at the 20 experts in blood armor surrounding him.

Jia Lintao, the expert from the Blood Battle Sect whom he had met last time, no longer had the confidence to win every battle.

This time, it seemed different.

Their fighting spirit was palpable.

Han Muye's body radiated sword light and battle intent, merging into a powerful energy.

"Attack!" The leading expert from the Blood Battle Sect shouted, his long spear thrusting towards the oncoming longsword.

The other 19 Blood Battle Sect masters attacked at the same time.

Zhao Pingyu chuckled, his golden-armored puppet growing to 100 feet tall, brandishing a golden spear.

"Bang!"

The spear repelled half of the Blood Battle Sect experts, while the rest, led by Jiang Jin, the first steward of the Nine Blood Hall, surged forward and encircled Han Muye.

The Clear Rain Sword in Han Muye's hand shook and turned into green bamboo leaves.