The battle formation twisted and killed, like a gigantic millstone rotating and grinding.
Hua Donghan's figure weaved through the steel torrent, with each swing of her longsword bringing forth a dazzling crimson rainbow of blood.
The sword's edge sliced through the horse's neck, and scalding blood poured down like a waterfall; the sword tip shattered the throat bone, the dull sound sharp amidst the clamor; the sword body struck a horse's leg sideways, the brittle sound of breaking bones causing one's scalp to tingle!
At times, she met the charge head-on like a rock, sending scimitars flying high with her impact; at other times, she slid past beneath the belly of the galloping horse like a phantom, the longsword slicing upwards, disemboweling the rider on the horse's back, severed limbs and broken arms flying heavily down...
