Horizontally Mounted Blade!
Shen Changqing shifted his blade to defend, all openings on his body vanishing.
In the instant he did so, Hongyi's onslaught arrived; her chilling palm pressed directly onto the blade's surface, a Yin-cold aura bursting forth with immense force.
"HA!"
Shen Changqing stood his ground, Heavenly Martial Gang Qi surging. The blade, which should have been frosted, was instantly engulfed by a wave of heat.
The scorching temperature caused Hongyi's expression to change, and without a second thought, she retreated.
The moment she fell back, the defensive long blade swept out like a crescent moon, beheading several approaching Corpse Puppets, which collapsed to the ground, unable to rise.
A successful strike.
Shen Changqing did not pause, plunging alone into the midst of the Corpse Puppets, his long blade reaping their heads like the Grim Reaper's scythe.
He naturally understood the principle of capturing the ringleader first to capture the bandits.
