Fan Royal Mansion Rebel Army Camp.
Many torches were lit, shining as bright as daylight.
Inside a tent, numerous bodies were laid out, all from the Half-Demon Army, just transported back.
The commander, Luo Tiange, furrowed his brow, his face cold as he forcibly suppressed the discomfort inside him and inspected the wounds on these bodies.
After a long while, he closed his eyes.
Sigh!
Only after a while did he reopen them, exhaling deeply, and said gravely, "It indeed seems to be the technique of one person, and moreover, a top-level sword master..."
Among the known top Heavenly Persons of the Imperial Family...Indeed, there are those who use swords, not just one, as using blades and swords is the most common.
"Is it the Qingfeng Sword Master or the Shadow Kill Sword Master?"
He mumbled to himself.
Whichever one it is...will become a huge threat to the Fan Royal Mansion's army.
He walked over to the corpse of the Black-clothed Saintess.
