"Take a sword from this old man!"
In the midst of the chaotic battle, Huo Zhengfeng's bravery was truly outstanding. The elder leading the group immediately focused on Huo Zhengfeng. This old guy, his toes touching the ground, leapt into the air, swinging a massive black broadsword, preparing to strike and decapitate Huo Zhengfeng.
"Old Huo! Watch your back!"
Shuobude shouted loudly.
However—Huo Zhengfeng, who was observing the elder's movements closely, narrowed his cold eyes and immediately locked onto the elder as he leapt into the air, glancing down with a sword ready to strike.
Huo Zhengfeng pushed his speed to the limit, reached out and grabbed a guard's neck, pulling with force, tearing away a bloody chunk of flesh from the guard's neck.
Whoosh...
Huo Zhengfeng suddenly disappeared from his original position, swish...
A menacingly cold longsword, like a gleam of cold light, pierced through the elder's back almost instantaneously.
