"You're welcome to see my face."
Cold winds swirled around Xue Wu Qing as he gazed at the middle-aged swordsman, his eyes filled with a breathtaking, chilly brightness.
"However, you must forfeit your lives."
"Arrogant! You are just a monster from the Blood Demon Sect!"
The thin martial artist standing to the right burst into anger. A menacing aura rose from him, and he launched a furious attack with his sword.
WHOOSH!
The gloom of night was torn apart as a thick, powerful stream of Sword Qi tore through the air, producing a thunderous sound before appearing in front of Xue Wu Qing in an instant.
"Hmph!"
Ice glinted in Xue Wu Qing's eyes. As though he had eyes in the back of his head, he unsheathed his sword and thrust it forward without even looking back.
SPLURT!
The thick Sword Qi was torn apart, a trail of icy light flashing in the void. The next moment, the thin martial artist was sliced in two, a rain of blood spraying out into the sky.
BOOM!
