CLANG!
CLANG!
CLANG!
One after another, the Glacial soldiers kept falling as Yi Chen, as a sword master in motion, kept slashing at them relentlessly.
Thanks to the swords Gao Zhen kept supplying at regular intervals, he did not limit his strikes to just legs and started experimenting with various other strikes.
As time passed, a glint of excitement took over his eyes despite the huge wave of Glacial soldiers that showed no signs of reducing.
SLASH!
His sword cleanly cut the glacial soldier in half as he watched its body crash onto the ground, turning into fragments of black ice soon after.
'That's the thousandth one…' he thought while letting out an exhausted sigh.
Seeing the huge numbers still rushing towards them and shoving the front line soldiers ahead, Yi Chen realised that he still had to deal with a few thousand more.
