With a clang, the Horizontal Saber emerged like a flood dragon from the sea,
and in one stroke shattered the forehead of the martial world man at the forefront. With a "clang," his skull exploded, and his body split into two, flying off to either side, knocking down a large crowd of people.
"Kill," "Kill"
Frantic roars erupted as dense crowds surged forward, clashing noises blended into one, resounding through the dark night, as if even the snowflakes in the sky paused for a moment.
Faced with this overwhelming momentum,
Gu Zhan did not stop, instead continuing to stroll forward, with each step swinging the saber. As he swung, the slender blade buzzed wildly, bending and releasing to the extreme, slashing through the cold wind with a crack, and with each strike, a mist of blood erupted!
The blade danced like shooting stars, each arc followed by a spray of blood. In moments, the ground was littered with fallen bodies, occasionally a survivor would let out a wail.
