The four-foot curved and slender blade shimmered with a ghostly cold light in the dim room.
Zang Tiejun gently caressed the blade, sighing inwardly, he never thought he would have to wield a blade and fight for his life in his own home.
He hadn't descended yet with the blade in hand, when he heard the chaotic sound of gunshots below, followed by a few muffled groans. Although the sounds were low, one could immediately tell it was the Four Great Vajra.
Zang Tiejun was stupefied, could the four masters armed with guns be dealt with so easily?
A white shadow flickered, and Gao Xuan had already floated up to the second floor, standing right in front of Zang Tiejun.
Only then did Zang Tiejun realize the situation was out of control, he cautiously raised his blade: "Who exactly are you, and from whom did you learn martial arts?"
Gao Xuan gave a cold and ghostly smile: "There's no need for you to know that. Before you die, showcase your strongest martial arts."
