Within a very short time, Jiang Yunyan used the same method to kill two Heavenly Demon Phoenix Dou Saint powerhouses in succession. It could not be said that these two men lacked strength, but before Jiang Yunyan's sharp sword, everything seemed entirely powerless, and she easily and decisively cut them down to their deaths.
"Gather!"
"Join forces to stop her!"
This inhumane slaughter was too terrifying, even more horrific than the way Xiao Yan had directly devoured Feng Qing'er. Even though they had absorbed the power of the Extraterritorial Evil Clan, they felt a heartfelt terror. Therefore, the remaining eight men also stopped caring about their opponents and directly gathered together.
Seeing them, Jiang Yunyan suddenly smiled. On her face was a smile of complete fulfillment, a smile of freedom no longer subject to any suppression!
At this moment, she had only a sword in her hand, and only a sword in her heart.
"My consumption has reached the limit, so all of you together, receive this sword strike of mine!"
Jiang Yunyan's entire body plunged into a mist. She held her sword in her right hand and gently stroked her blade with her left. Her moves were often not as flashy as those of others, being extremely simple and straightforward, and at this moment, this sword strike was even more utterly decisive. The blade merely transitioned from bright to dim. The originally brilliant blue blade grew dim moment by moment—not into darkness, but into a dimness devoid of all vitality and devoid of any spirituality.
"Sword Falls After a Thousand Years!"
Jiang Yunyan seemed to have entered an extremely wondrous state. In this state, her movements were effortless and casual, just like the ordinary actions of any everyday person, yet to her opponents, it was a ghost-like strike that