"The descendants of the Great Saber Corps have never been cowards who fear death!" Ma raised his saber and shouted, "Brothers of the Great Saber Corps, rise up!"
"Rise up, rise up, rise up!" a group of people roared in unison.
Ye Chen was instantly shocked to find out that this group of people was the descendants of the Great Saber Corps during the anti-Japanese period, no wonder each of them was so righteous with boiling blood. No wonder Ma chose resistance instead of succumbing to Fujiwara Ichirō's threats and temptations.
"Four Celestial Kings, prepare for a bloody battle!" Ye Chen roared.
"Yes!" The four of them, along with over a hundred others, immediately raised their steel knives.
