Because of his thick blood thirst, added on with the extreme murderous intent from all his battles, those black robed men swallowed their saliva subconsciously. Their hearts started to be filled with dread as a thread of regret started to sprout in their hearts. This was simply a battle that they did not even dare to go forward to fight.
When the leader saw that those black robed men had started to retreat backwards, he roared out furiously: "Kill those who retreat!"
The moment these words were said, there was a panic in their hearts and they had no choice but to go forward to fight. They clenched the swords in their hands tightly as they rushed forward while shouting out.
"Clang clang! whoosh, whoosh whoosh!"
"Ah!"
The sound of swords clashing in mid air resounded throughout as screams of agony were heard along with it. The birds in the trees all flew away in a frenzy…..
