Wielding the heavy great saber in his hand, Du Chengfeng wantonly reaped the lives of those prairie warriors.
The heavy great saber in his hand was still somewhat dissatisfied, the reason being that Du Chengfeng hadn't used it for slaughtering pigs before—though there wasn't much he could do about it. At the time he had casually picked whatever was handy, naturally forgetting to consider the great saber's feelings.
So he needed to kill some more, at least make this great saber enjoy its fill of killing.
"Your turn."
With a grip, a blazing fire blade extending five zhang long spread out.
Hoisting this ridiculously long fire blade, Du Chengfeng galloped past the prairie warriors without needing to make any moves. The blazing fire blade cleaved through their bodies, slicing them in half.
The warhorse traversed three streets, leaving a hundred prairie warriors dead.
Such was the killing efficiency after releasing the Evil Qi.
"Just as easy as mowing grass..."
