C268 Blood Mist
The swordsman was relentless, his blade extraordinarily sharp. Swinging it with force, he conjured a howling gale. With a resonant whoosh, he unleashed a barrage of wind blades. Following in their wake, he raised his sword high above his head, poised to cleave Lin Yan in two the moment he blocked the wind blades.
"Ah!"
In an instant
