When the Fiat Crystal Sword was withdrawn, the purple blood splashed with a thud, like a fountain soaking Liu Zhenhuan's head and face; spurred by the hot blood, his wildness spread like a wildfire across a vast plain, making Liu Zhenhuan completely forget where he was. With a fierce kick, he shoved away the falling corpse and, accompanied by a thunderous roar, slashed at the struggling two-winged nightmare on the ground.
With a "crack", as the gigantic horse head was severed, his body sliced through the air like a flying arrow, making three consecutive spins, scattering a large burst of blood droplets. With agility only the Golden Elves possessed, he leapt into the chaos of the Dreammare knights, knocking down a knight in mid-air. He seized a nightmare's horse leg with one hand, swinging it around like a Wolf Fang Club.
