"Stop! This road was opened by me! This tree was planted by me—!!"
Before the mountain bandit's words could finish, a flash of cold light appeared, and his head rolled down the cliff along the bluish bricks like a rabbit, bouncing and tumbling, finally plunging into the river with a splash.
"Eh?" "Boss, boss?"
The mountain bandits stared dumbfounded at the head, and in the blink of an eye, the green figure carrying a stone sword charged at them along the plank road railing, flashing by like a ghost, like a bat flying directly towards them.
In the brief moment of a blink, it swayed left and right, the stone sword wrapped in Gang Feng slicing through bodies, drawing a perfect arc, dismembering them, and spreading a rain of blood across the plank road.
It sounded like the crisp sound of wind.
With a casual shake of the blood, the sword's spine clean, Tie Dan glanced around at the bodies scattered on the ground.
All human.
