C64 Angel killer

In Linghu Chong's eyes, there was only the sword on the mysterious man's waist, the pitch black sword seemed to have life, under Linghu Chong's gaze, it became restless, as though it was looking at a rare opponent. A voice in Linghu Chong's heart told him that he wanted to see the power of the sword. He slowly placed his hand on the sword hilt on his waist and said to the mysterious man