"Monster, he's a monster."
"He wields his sword to kill from afar."
"This isn't human strength! He's a demon, a monster!"
"He's not human…"
The surrounding Zhao soldiers all cried out in terror.
But amid their horror, their lifeblood had already been drained. Sword Qi surged, piercing bodies and sealing throats.
Martial Arts. True Qi. This was the greatest secret known only to Zhao Feng's most trusted confidants.
Across the world, as far as Zhao Feng could see, only he and his men understood Martial Arts. Outsiders who witnessed this power beyond the mortal realm were met with only one fate: death. On this battlefield, Zhao Feng could unleash his True Qi freely because everyone who had seen his Martial Arts was already dead.
"The General has breached the city gate!"
"Kill!"
