"Puff!"
"Puff!"
"Puff!"
Sharp sword qi, like a sickle reaping straw, killed the wild beasts in rows.
Not a single one survived.
From beginning to end, Zhao Huai was slowly advancing, neither fast nor slow.
These demon race creatures were not fools, they had intelligence too. Seeing the terrifying power of the white-robed sword cultivator, even they felt a chill down their spine.
—Whoosh! Whoosh!
An endless river of sword qi continued to push forward.
These demons didn't dare to touch the sword qi and kept retreating into the depths of Anxi Prefecture.
The surviving human cultivators were extremely shocked, they hadn't expected the white-robed sword cultivator's sword skill to be so proficient.
Who was he?
Those who didn't recognize him were still guessing, while those who did had already identified him at a glance.
Most people had heard of the Crown Prince of Yan Country, but few had seen his actual appearance, so it was normal for some not to recognize him.