Clang!
Clang, clang!
The sound of swords rang through the endless starry sky, the Sword Cultivators' killing intent filled the fields, Sword Qi surged through the Star River, causing this piece of the starry sky to boil and become restless in an instant.
This is!
This is the harbinger of the Sword Cultivator legion's impending group charge!
So openly grand, so glaringly bright, just to directly tell the opponent, we are here, we are about to charge, please prepare for all adversities, enjoy to the fullest the beauty of blood and fire, the joy of blood and fire.
The fun of war lies in this!
It has never been just about the result, but more about this wonderful process of killing.
Such ferociously hot sword cries, once appearing on the battlefield, often severely lower the enemy's morale, even incidents have occurred where, at the sound of charging sword cries, many frontal legions directly collapsed!
