"Eight Madmen of the Blade—" Li Qiye let out a long roar. "Have a taste of Mingren Kid's favorite move!"
As his voice fell, the light from the Qimen Saber erupted, surging forth like a great tide. In an instant, eight saber rays, each a hundred zhang long, swept across the battlefield, unleashing a storm of blood and gore.
Li Qiye charged straight through the wolf pack, slaughtering them with abandon. Before long, wolf carcasses were piled like mountains and blood flowed like a river. The sharp stench of blood was so overpowering it could make one retch!
Li Qiye weaved in and out of the fray, his saber light flaring. Forged from mere Mortal Iron, the Qimen Saber was nevertheless incomparably sharp. Even if it was just Mortal Iron, having been nurtured by Mingren Immortal Emperor, it was in no way inferior to any Treasure Artifact.
