Only seeing that young man dancing with the red longsword, those master figures in their eyes were directly slain, blood sprayed across the plaza.
In front, there was an incense burner with incense offered by the people, the incense was flourishing, clouds of smoke curling around.
But with Ye Qingfeng's one sword, a master's corpse crashed onto it, blood sprayed everywhere, extinguishing all the incense flames.
Kill!
Blood gradually gathered into a small stream.
Corpses fell one by one!
Ye Qingfeng's sword carried a long rainbow, effortlessly slashing down these guards.
"Brother, this young man is so formidable!" the younger sister murmured to herself as she watched the young man.
Her mind was overwhelmed, a mix of surprise and fear, but above all, she was still shocked.
These were the omnipotent masters according to her brother, and not only her brother but for tens of miles around, the Moon Worship Sect was admired and worshipped.
