Finally, Su Yang's power was fully accumulated. He let out a loud roar to the heavens, his hands suddenly dropping down. Over three hundred longswords descended like a rain of blades from the sky, aimed directly at those below!
The faces of the members of the fifteen families turned to despair. Among them, how many could possibly resist this strike from Su Yang?
At this moment, their hearts were filled with regret. Why did they meddle in this matter in the first place? The Second Elder's promise was indeed enticing, but now, with everyone dead, what worth does his promise hold?
Just as the longswords were about to strike these people, the Sky Sword Peak's Peak Master suddenly roared, drew his blade, and swung it fiercely in a horizontal arc.
His long blade carved out a curtain of light in the air, forcefully shielding those beneath from the falling swords. By the looks of it, he intended to personally block them.
