The blade light swept through the branches and leaves, stained with scarlet blood, and finally exploded in mid-air.
The tree crown flew up, revealing a broken corpse beneath the tree.
It was a Black Wind Overlord Bear, a three-zhang tall body laying on the ground, resembling a small hill. Its smooth and bright fur shimmered with a gentle spiritual light, and its massive head was embedded with tusks white as jade, only tainted with a layer of fresh red blood.
The head had already been severed, with dark red blood gushing from the neck, like a fountain.
Not far from the bear's corpse, Ding Qiu was wiping the long blade in his hand, looking calmly at a trace of blood on the tip of the blade.
"Comrade, you are truly formidable, this blade intent can be called peerless!"
Wen Qiao came to his front, looking at the gigantic bear corpse, full of shock and awe.
