The two sides came and went, refusing to yield, the air filled with a strong scent of blood, and the ground was gradually accumulating pools of fresh blood.
It was likely that these maids had grown up alongside Gugela, practicing the same saber technique, with their Inner Power cultivation at a similar level.
The dozen or so masked men, wielding the Sun and Moon Wheels, Serrated Saber, Wolf Fang Club, scythes, Mountain-Opening Axes, immediately charged toward Shi Feiyang.
Their faces twisted ferociously as they fiercely smashed, swept, and swung, stirring up a wild wind, their moves swift and fierce, intending to kill Shi Feiyang in an instant.
The night was as dark as ink, like a heavy curtain encompassing the entire inn tightly.
