Jiang Ying frowned, though almost imperceptibly. They had been surrounded by over forty people, all eyeing them like hungry wolves, yet one man had insisted on stepping forward to take them both on alone. It seemed he was hungry for the glory of a first kill.
*Evil cultivators... they really are something.*
The Late Foundation Establishment evil cultivator finished his boast and swung his sword. As he exerted force, his muscles bulged, nearly bursting through his clothes. In an instant, dozens of multicolored sword rays swirled and rose around his body.
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