Slash!
A loud noise sounded as the middle-aged man raised his machete up high. His eyes were filled with a cruel chill as he slashed his weapon at Wen Yan. In a short moment, a hurricane arose and the energy from the sword came whirling towards Wen Yan like a savage wolf. The corners of the middle-aged man's lips curled into a sneer. He looked as if he was already staring at a dead man.
"Lord Governor, watch out!"
The faces of the Cloudy Wind City's soldiers around Wen Yan drained of color as they quickly rushed to protect the Lord Governor. However, before they could reach Wen Yan's side, they were flung out of the way by that savage wolf-like energy from the machete. It was a very upsetting sight.
Under the wild winds, Wen Yan's face no longer displayed his previous gentleness. He stared emotionlessly at the blade which was cast down in front of him as his stern eyes filled with seriousness.
Boom!
