Ye Chen continued to charge forward.
With a swing of his longsword, a white blade of sword light danced in the air. Ye Chen flew through the air and landed at the spot where the crowd was densest. Amidst a series of miserable cries, he swept his sword horizontally!
Pu, pu, pu...three Spirit Clan warriors were cut in half at the waist.
Seven Spirit Clan warriors pounced forward from three directions.
Ye Chen rushed forward. Puff, puff. The tip of the longsword shone from the back of the two big men. Then, it disappeared with a whoosh. With a sliding step, it had already reached the right side.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. Three human heads flew up in the air. The three blades were instantly broken into six pieces, floating in the air as if they were weightless.