Dang——
The long and gradually weakening sound of metal clashing rang from the metal knuckles.
The knuckles slashed through.
The person split in two, falling backward.
Shen Ye swung his blade back, gripping it with a reverse hand, slicing seven or eight times through the air.
One slash, one person.
No one could resist.
Clang!
When he sheathed his blade, only blood and corpses remained on the ground.
However, every window in the tower opened, and countless strong foes swarmed out, rushing toward the balcony.
Shen Ye glanced upward, seeing these people already soaring into the air, densely surrounding him, trapping him in the center.
The long blade suddenly fell still.
The resonance on the blade edge fell silent.
Shen Ye switched to holding the blade with both hands, a glint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
Heaven Shaking.
Truth 21st Rank Blade Technique!
Instantly.
All weapons across broke apart.
All techniques dissolved into nothingness.
