A single raindrop plummeted from the sky, intermingling with millions more buffeted by the wind, as the distance between it and the earth dramatically decreased, the vast tide formed by countless Evil Ghost Hundred Guards was clearly reflected within the raindrop.
Clang! The longsword, wrapped in black mist, carved a massive wound in the heavily armored warhorse, scorching hot horse blood smeared across the blade, slashing onto the raindrop falling from the sky. The rain mixed with horse blood splattered heavily onto the muddy ground, bouncing up again, only to be pressed down immediately by the overturned body of the warhorse.
The path was littered with the corpses of warhorses, their blood soaking into the soil, as 'Yan Shiyi' forcibly carved a road of blood and corpses amongst the thousands of troops!
After being encircled and beaten by the Baibao Guards for a few minutes, Yan Qing had already grasped their essence.
Their characteristic can be described in one word: Chain!
