This sword speed is simply comparable to Luo Wushang's Dark Light Finger, even they cannot react in time.
"Are these three Martial Artist Level BOSSES?" Yiyi looked at Galon and his group easily slaughtering players, and couldn't help but be shocked by their methods.
Although they didn't directly confront them, it was clear that Galon's attributes were clearly not on the same level as other Defense Corps captains.
"Martial Artist Level Boss, huh? Let me test them out."
Zhang Qingwei, eyeing Monroe who wielded a saber, felt his fighting spirit rise and charged forward, intending to see how powerful the Martial Artist Level Boss really was, and to test his current level.
"Courting death!"
Monroe, seeing Zhang Qingwei rushing in with his mere Middle Tier Martial Artist strength, looked at him disdainfully and casually slashed out with his saber.
