When he saw those people drew their swords and stabbed their killing intent towards his sister, Guan Xilin saw a bloodthirsty murderous intent in their bodies. He was very familiar with that type of intent, but he never expected that it would appear in this place.
Without much thought, he turned the direction of the big sword in his hand and then slashed at one of the men in black. "Your opponent is here!"
"Whoosh!"
The fierce spirit of the sword potent burst out. The airflow shot a terrifying sound in the air. A man in black in front of him couldn't dodge. He might not expect Guan Xilin could be so fast. While the man turned around and looked at his surroundings, he only saw the big sword was cut down.
"Hiss, ah!"
A mournful scream was followed by a heavy smell of blood. That shrill sound was as terrible as the screams of slain pigs. The crowd was trembling in fear at the sound.
