Slaughtering Noble Family Descendants as if dicing vegetables!
This was the message Jiang Jichen was sending to everyone.
Indeed, the clean, decisive strike that had just decapitated that Noble Family descendant made it seem as if taking a head was a casual, effortless act for him.
'When did Jiang Jichen... become so terrifying?'
For a moment, a chilling silence fell upon the world. It was terrifyingly quiet.
All those who witnessed this scene, or had heard Jiang Jichen's voice, felt the same way.
With the Wandering Dragon Holy Sword on his back, the Bronze Rust Sword in hand, and clad in his Blood-Red Battle Armor, Jiang Jichen's figure darted gracefully through the mountain forest!
In truth, the minds of many Noble Family Descendants had already been cowed by Jiang Jichen's ferocious strike.
'If any of us were alone... how many could actually face Jiang Jichen now?'
"To think one man can defy the heavens! Laughable!"
