The blood-red Slaughter Blade hung there like a scarlet sun, seizing the eye and radiating a strange, malignant aura; a single glance at it made fear crawl up from the depths of one's heart.
"Splash!"
The next instant, Olivia swung the Slaughter Blade in her hand down!
With that one slash, yin wind howled in all directions, and it was as if countless wandering ghosts sprang into being, wailing with a ghastly, miserable roar; at the same time, that blade came down wreathed in the stench of blood and carnage, a storm of blood rain and gore made manifest!
"Boom!"
The scarlet light swallowed the sword glow Ye Fusheng had cleaved forth, then, without losing the slightest bit of momentum, howled straight toward Ye Fusheng.
Seeing this, Ye Fusheng's face changed drastically; his heart convulsed uncontrollably in his chest.
