Song Qingshu suddenly revealed a faintly amused smile. Then, instead of attacking Jia Sidao and his companion, the flying swords filling the sky shot directly toward Hero's Island's experts.
The Reward Good Envoys and Punish Evil Envoys were intently besieging Ouyang Feng, Qiu Qianren, Zhang San, Li Si, and the others. How could they have expected the Grandmaster nearby to suddenly attack them?
In an instant, great swathes of Hero's Island experts were harvested by the dancing blades and swords. Ouyang Feng and the others were startled at first, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire. But after watching for a while, they discovered that the flying swords seemed to have eyes, avoiding them every time and specifically targeting Hero's Island's people. Their hearts settled at once, and they seized the chance to beat the drowning dogs.
"Such control has truly reached the level of doing whatever one wishes." The several Grandmasters watching from afar all praised him. That precise control had truly opened their eyes.
"You brat, how dare you!" Jia Sidao's heart bled. He had spent decades nurturing this group of Hero's Island experts; they could be called his lifeblood. The last time a group of them had died inexplicably in a ruined temple, he had grieved and raged for a long time. Fortunately, though the losses had been considerable then, they had not damaged the foundation. Now, Hero's Island's remaining strength was all gathered here. If they fell at Song Qingshu's hands, then even if he won, it would be a bitter, miserable victory.
With a flash, he had already plunged into the ranks of the Reward Good Envoys and Punish Evil Envoys, using supreme fist force to blast apart the flying swords filling the sky for them. At the same time, he secretly made up