"Clang! Clang!" In an instant, the sound of metal clashing was deafening, as if countless sharp blades intersected and sliced through the air, sparks flying, like a series of fireworks blooming in the darkness, illuminating the dim passageway for a moment.
Following that, the black-clad leader switched tactics, stepping forward with a powerful stride. With a "thud," he left a shallow footprint on the ground, showing his immense strength. The blade clung to the ground like a black lightning bolt, sweeping horizontally with a "whoosh," attempting to sever Shi Feiyang's legs. The blade's wind swept across the ground, kicking up a swirl of dust, making a "whistling" sound.
