“Kill her!” Luo Tian said in a weak voice. Hua Menghan’s long sword had pierced through his heart, severing several arteries; he had no strength left to shout. If he did not get the treatment sooner, then he would surely die.
Luo Tian suddenly heard a burst of sharp piercing sound. Nine large blade shadows appeared and obscured the entire sky with white dazzling light.
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
...
Almost instantaneously, most of those warriors of the peak Houtian ninth stage had been slaughtered.
Luo Tian had not expected such a massive attack from Hua Menghan. He immediately realized that there was someone else behind this attack.
“Who dares to make a sneak attack on my subordinates?” Luo Tian said angrily.
“It’s me!” Ye Xiwen strode out from behind a tree carrying a long blade in his hand.
“Boy, who are you? Don’t you know how powerful our Luo family is? You are courting death!” Luo Tian said in a grim voice.