The silver Sword Gang arrived in an instant, its sharp edge unstoppable. Although this wasn't any impressive Daoist skill, his Sword Gang was not affected by the End of Dharma, its power undiminished. It may have been insufficient against the cultivators of old, but against these armored soldiers wielding blades, it was as easy as turning one's hand.
The Sword Gang left a trail of blood and severed limbs, with anguished screams echoing incessantly. Their armor and weapons were as fragile as paper before the silver Sword Gang, utterly ineffective.
The pungent stench of blood permeated the air.
"Well done, excellent killing!"
Xiang Xiangzi clapped her hands and laughed, visibly relieved. She utterly despised the Imperial Court's people, and their utter defeat in one strike was deeply satisfying.
Tu Daoist's eyes also brightened. At this moment, he realized how formidable Martial Arts could be. If one could train to this level, they could dominate even in this End of Dharma era.
