After Wang Ruoxie slew nearly two hundred strong attackers, everyone was thoroughly intimidated.
Even the people of the Zhou Family and the Liu Family looked at Wang Ruoxie with eyes full of apprehension, not daring to act rashly.
He quickly stepped forward, collecting the storage pouches from their bodies into his own storage ring, while also devouring all their blood souls.
"Brother Wang, I didn't expect your sword dao to have reached such a level. I hope we have the opportunity for a duel in the future."
Xie Yuya smiled at Wang Ruoxie and said.
He was also a sword cultivator, and a prodigy at that, having cultivated a powerful swordsmanship.
Ordinary people didn't even catch his eye, nor were they worthy of his sword. The sword he trained in was the Heartless Sword, and once it was drawn, it had to draw blood, and with blood, take a life.
