"Amazing!"
"Terrifying!"
"How in the world did he cultivate such a swordsmanship technique?"
Seeing the young man fight without a trace of gore, yet killing more Demon Wing Cloud Armor Beasts faster than all of them combined, Qii Yang's wariness toward Nie Yun intensified.
The unknown was what was truly terrifying. The youth's attack could ignore all defense and directly shatter his targets' internal organs. It was a method of combat that completely surpassed their understanding.
"WOOOO!"
Amidst the group's fierce assault, a sound like a conch horn suddenly echoed from within the ranks of the Demon Wing Cloud Armor Beasts—a long, drawn-out wail, as if someone was issuing a command to the horde.
SPLASH! SPLASH!
As the horn-like sound faded, the frantically attacking Demon Wing Cloud Armor Beasts suddenly halted. With a surge of water, a group of pure black Demon Wing Cloud Armor Beasts charged to the front of the horde.
