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Countless enemies were dumbfounded.
Despite their numbers amounting to tens of thousands, they were only facing Wang Chen alone, yet they felt as if they were confronting an immovable towering mountain range, giving rise to a sense of powerlessness in their hearts.
Firearms and arrows couldn't penetrate him; was he even human?
And in the moment these enemies were frightened, hesitant, and uncertain, Wang Chen's charging footsteps never ceased.
"Human!"
He swung his sword and roared, an invisible aura of pressure emanating from the Qijue Great Sword, swiftly sweeping across an area of a hundred steps.
All enemies engulfed by this aura of pressure, regardless of their strength or cultivation level, trembled as one.
As if turned to stone!
"Thunder!"
Wang Chen swung his sword again, and dazzling lightning shot from the blade, forming a dense web of electricity around him.
