Chapter 59 Black-clad Swordsman
Redakteur: Exodus Tales
"Boom!!"
The white light fell like a meteor, crashing into the pack of wolves. Faced with this sudden attack, the wolves momentarily scattered. The powerful shockwave swept across the entire battlefield, and the few black wolves hit directly by the white light were blown away, howling as they crashed heavily back into the pack. Their bodies, which had been impervious to arrows and spears, now seemed as fragile as paper. Before they even hit the ground, their bodies were torn to shreds by the sword Qi radiating from the blast, leaving only a bloody mess.
The sudden scene stunned both the wolf pack and the soldiers on the wall. Both sides turned their heads to look in the direction where the light beam landed. They were surprised to see a young man dressed in black slowly standing up. He held a longsword shimmering with pure radiance in his right hand, pointing it at the pack of wolves. He looked like an unstoppable sharp blade.