"Fuck, he's only one, let's attack together!" One of the demonic cultivators shouted, exchanging glances with his three companions.
After a moment's hesitation, they advanced, their demonic Qi destroying everything in front of them.
Qingyi closed his eyes for a brief moment, feeling the air around him.
His eyes suddenly opened, glowing a deep purple as he used the first form of the Stormy Monarch sword art.
All the demon cultivators saw was a flash of light.
Qingyi's blade became a blur as one of them fell, his chest pierced by a deep, bloody hole.
They barely had time to react when the handsome young man's thrust turned into a horizontal slash.
A powerful blade of Qi flowed towards them with frightening power.
They raised their swords, roared and tried to defend themselves, but to no avail.
Their blades fell to the ground, split in two by a slash of molten metal.
Their bodies followed soon after as bloody slashes appeared on their abdomens, cutting them in half.
