At the chaotic city gate.
The wind howled, slicing through the air!
The West Wind Army and the Mutated Beasts collided like two torrents, crashing heavily into each other. They fought furiously amid the thick dust and smoke. The soldiers of the West Wind Army were all Tempering Power Realm Martial Cultivators.
The moment they engaged in battle, swords and arrows intertwined, leaving trails of afterimages. In the thunderous roar of rage, fragments of flesh splattered everywhere, and severed limbs scattered on the ground. The thick, foul-smelling blood and chunks of flesh nearly drenched these soldiers from head to toe. Blood mixed with sweat, flinging wildly with every swing of their weapons, creating a terrifying and perilous sight.
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Standing inside the city gate, Qi Xiu looked out at the blood-flesh mill of a battlefield some tens of meters away and clicked his tongue in amazement.
This is indeed ferocious.
