THUD! THUD!
With sounds like watermelons splattering on the ground, the heads of the Corpse Demons rolled to the floor one by one, followed by their headless bodies collapsing.
A full eight Corpse Demons were decapitated by a single slash from Su Mu's saber.
Before Hu Guangshao could even react, the Thunder Shocking Saber was already pressed against his neck. The chill of the blade sent a shiver down his spine, raising goosebumps on his skin.
The sound of the xun came to an abrupt halt.
"Excellent!"
Feng Zhengqian shouted, clapping his hands in approval.
His shout attracted the attention of the dazed Corpse Demons.
Without the xun's music to control them, they could only act on instinct.
A Corpse Demon's instinct is to crave blood. Feng Zhengqian was already wounded, and the scent of his fresh blood instantly drew several Corpse Demons, which lunged at him.
Terrified, Feng Zhengqian scrambled on all fours to hide behind Luo Anning.
"Eldest Young Master Hu, make them stop."
