"Again!"
Chen Yuan shouted again, and before anyone could react, the Xuanming Sword descended from the sky, bringing forth a sun-piercing rainbow, charging directly towards the mass of Ghost Soldiers on the ground.
"Ziiiing!"
Accompanied by the sound of slashing through flesh and bone, the oppressive mass of Ghost Soldiers didn't even have the chance to resist; they were directly cut into pieces by the Sword Qi of the Xuanming Sword.
Almost fifteen hundred Ghost Soldiers were now dead, deader than dead!
"Not enough!"
Chen Yuan's face was pale; sweat dripped from his forehead. Then he stomped his foot ferociously and let out another fierce shout, suddenly stimulating the sword technique once more!
"Yin Yin Yin!"
The Xuanming Sword emitted a series of sword cries in the air, followed immediately by a distinctly crisp vibration.
Next, it soared directly from the ground into the sky, flipped, and charged towards the cluster of Apache Helicopters that had just arrived.
