Make A Move

The red figure shuffled between the black-robed men, her movements were extremely fast and passed by them like a ghost, foiling the attacks from the black-robed men. 

A cold light flashed by and a black-robed man fell down with a muffled grunt. At the next moment, Wanyan Qianhua's long sword flashed in her hand and slashed out. Her figure retreated quickly, and her long sword was put away. With a flick of her sleeve, something flew out and rushed towards the black-robed men at an extremely fast speed. 

"Ah!"

In an instant, the black-robed men yelled, then after some struggling, they pointed their long swords at each other and started killing each other. Their attacks weren't as fierce as before, as if they were trying to hold back. However, their long swords ultimately still aimed at their own companions.