Xu Zhong suppressed the churning in his stomach, glanced around, and immediately followed with a raised arm shouting:
"Flatten Black Scale!!"
Su Can had no time to pay him any attention; his burly figure was already like a tiger released from its cage, rushing headlong into the heart of Black Scale Village.
The giant sword swept across with overwhelming force, shattering the ghastly wooden stakes at the village entrance as if they were rotten wood, collapsing in heaps.
Corpses hung on them fell into the dust, where their dry bones instantly scattered apart.
At this moment, Su Can couldn't afford to preserve the dignity of the dead.
He feared those inhumane beasts of Black Scale Village had set up malicious traps like grenades near these stakes.
Thus, the giant sword flashed and tore through, thoroughly clearing this unsightly and dangerous barrier.
The warriors of the Martial Seal Hunting Group followed closely behind, surging in like a torrent.
