"Want to die, do you? I will grant your wish!"
Originally, Xiao Chen had thought that most of these people were deceived by the Jiugong Holy Land, acting against their will, or had joined the Divine Alliance following the trends, he intended to spare them and only kill the leader.
But given the current situation, explanations or mercy appeared to be superfluous.
"Ten Thousand Swords to Purgatory!"
With a wave of his hand, ten thousand swords coalesced, executing a merciless slaughter.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
In an instant, a rain of sword edges fell, mightily sweeping away the dust, as the ruthless sword energy frantically reaped lives.
"Ah... don't!"
"Spare me, spare me!"
Those who had just been righteous and imposing had now all changed color, fleeing in terror, continuously begging for mercy.
However, it was too late.
Once Xiao Chen's killing intent formed, it was difficult to retract.
