"Rip!"
Countless Sword Intent surged toward Lin Chen.
Though injured, Lin Chen looked down on these insignificant minions before him.
He gripped the Dragon Slayer Sword tightly, a sharp gleam in his eyes as he dashed forward like an arrow released from a bow, accompanied by a fierce whistling sound!
"Get back!"
The Dragon Slayer Sword emitted a resonant sword hymn, tearing through the air around them.
The figures were momentarily stunned, and their swords fell to the ground.
Blood and flesh flew everywhere, a scene of utmost chaos!
How could these people possibly withstand Lin Chen, who was on the edge of fury?
At this moment, Lin Chen was like a murderous god, with evil qi swirling around him, as the sword in his hand became increasingly blood-stained.
With every strike, the bodies of those from the Demon City Prison were shattered, leaving the corridor stained with blood.
