C78 One Enemy Twelve

The 12 Demonic Ghosts were hit by Chen Shaotian's sword, they only felt their arms go numb. The long rope at his waist was flung out and a series of whooshing sounds could be heard. It was extremely enchanting as it danced around like a long whip that wrapped around Chen Shaochong.

The rope was soft, but the sword was even softer.

Chen Shaochong's flexible sword twisted and turned