Clang!
Sunset Swordsmanship!
Dawn Swordsmanship!
The broad and heavy Giant Que Sword now moves with the agility of a butterfly, gracefully dancing, rapidly creating blooms of sword flowers, each one forming a shield against incoming crossbow arrows.
Clang!
Clang clang clang!
Ding Ling wielded the Giant Que Sword and swiftly dashed forward.
Every crossbow arrow was deflected, unable to come even close to him.
The black-clad figures exchanged glances. Even in the dim moonlight, they could clearly see the horror, unease, and fear in each other's eyes.
"Scatter and run!"
A black-clad figure, towering over seven feet and with a face masked by a dark cloth, suddenly said, then took the lead by sprinting towards the left.
The other black-clad figures followed suit in perfect coordination, dispersing in all directions.
None of them ran towards Ding Ling.
