It seemed to move again, his right half of the body became blurry for a moment.
As if looking at a scene in the water, it wasn't very clear.
The four young swordsmen who had just rushed past him from the side suddenly fell headlong to the ground...
Blood gushed from their necks like a fountain, making a gurgling sound in their throats.
The swords in their hands had already fallen to the ground with a clang.
"Junior Brother... what have you done?"
Cheng Fang was furious, unable to believe his eyes.
His sword technique was as dense as water, trapping the opponent firmly in place, and he even stepped forward, pointing the sword at the central palace, forcing the opponent into a hard fight.
Under such foolproof circumstances, he couldn't see how the opponent made a move or how he killed his four junior brothers.
Chen Ping crossed his sword and slightly increased his strength, sending out a tremendous shockwave from the sword.
