Chu Zhiyuan stood in the distance, not in a hurry to approach.
These masters of the Myriad Blood Sect are comparable to the Venerable in the Second Transition, but how strong is the Third Transition?
Although their cultivation is not weak, their swordsmanship is inadequate, making Lu Xiaolu seem like she is cutting vegetables and fruits, like a wolf in a flock of sheep.
Their swords always lag behind Lu Xiaolu, unable to even touch her sleeves.
Chu Zhiyuan shook his head incessantly.
Lu Xiaolu's movement technique and swordsmanship are now revealed in their fullest glory.
In the blink of an eye, only two of the eight Myriad Blood Sect masters remained without a sword wound.
The others all got hit by her sword, almost all in critical points.
Only the slender young man and another plain and unremarkable young man had more formidable movement techniques, still unharmed under her sword.
However, those six young men struck in critical points did not die, seeming uninjured.
