"Sword People," this is the name Ye Chen gave to these strange beings, because they are too cold and sharp throughout, filled with sharp blades, just like sabers endowed with intelligence, transformed into humans.
At this moment, a Sword Person has already rushed in front of Ye Chen, without hesitation, swinging their arm whose blades shine coldly, fiercely chopping towards Ye Chen.
"Courting death!"
Ye Chen's gaze was cold, a sword pierced straight through, directly impaling the chest of the Sword Person.
But at this moment, Ye Chen noticed the Sword Person seemed utterly unharmed, hardly responding, still swinging their arm to chop at him.
"Shh!"
Not expecting the Sword People to ignore critical hits, Ye Chen was momentarily taken aback, directly getting slashed on the shoulder by the Sword Person.
A startling wound appeared, Ye Chen gritted his teeth, enduring the pain, while the Slaughter Sword's cold light blossomed, directly aiming for the Sword Person's head.
