บท 1007: The Power of the Dragon's Edge

Though the swords were made up of sand, their sharpness was no different from a real metal sword.

Swish!

Swoosh!

Swoosh!

Hundreds and thousands of sand swords flew to all those hundreds of bodyguards and penetrated them like they were tofu.

"Ouch!"

"Ouch!"

"Ouch!"

At that moment, there were agonizing screams all over the place. Some of them were being decapitated, some of them were being cut into half, and some of their hands and feet were being cut off. A pool of blood had colored the ground red. Though some of them were dead, the sand swords never stopped cutting their bodies into smaller pieces. Seconds later, body parts could be seen all over the floor—making the whole place look like a living hell.

"Oh god… What kind of monster is he?"