In just a few breaths, there were fourteen more bodies of werewolves in the forest; the might of the Flame Sword Array was incredibly formidable.
"No wonder it's the Sword Array left by Qin Shao. It's a pity Qin Shao isn't here; otherwise, he would definitely be more formidable than Miss Zilan."
Amid the crowd fighting the werewolves, White Crane's eyes flickered with light; his old face shone with glory, and he fought the enemies even more fervently.
At this moment, his clothing was stained with quite a bit of blood, all left from fighting the werewolves earlier.
Having slain a total of fourteen werewolves, Zilan's small face showed a hint of paleness; although the Sword Array was astonishingly powerful, it quite consumed her Spiritual Power.
"Continue slaying these werewolves!"
Zilan took a light breath, her beautiful eyes focused, and her finger once again formed a seal, channeling the fiery Spiritual Power into the sword-shaped Jade Talisman.
