In a matter of minutes, several men wielding Tang Blades had already fallen to the ground; each one's throat bore a horrifying cut, with blood gushing out like a stream, covering the already filthy floor with dark red blood, a sight that was utterly shocking!
The air was thick with the stench of blood, so overwhelming that it seemed to pierce through the nostrils and rush to the brain, making one want to vomit!
Watching the fallen men around him, Lu Yu's eyes gleamed with wicked charm, as fresh blood continuously dripped from the two Tang Blades in his hands, making anyone who looked feel their hearts race!
At this moment, Lu Yu seemed like an Evil Spirit emerging from a mountain of corpses and sea of blood, cold, brutal, devoid of any emotion, with a murderous aura emanating from all over him, making it hard for others to breathe!
"Is that all you've got?"
