Chapter 899: Four-Way Melee (8)

Qi Yue's voice giving the order was gentle, and of course Qi Lu and Qi Cheng also heard this command.

The two of them had already lacked confidence, and now they were even more panicked.

Qi Lu sucked in a cold breath: "Kill, kill without mercy? Qi Cheng, hurry up and use your skill… holy shit! What are those white lights?"

Qi Cheng was listening to Qi Lu speak, and he also caught with his peripheral vision the streaks of white light beside him: "I… holy crap… she wouldn't actually…"

Qi Yue struck cleanly and decisively.

She held back nothing at all.

Having captives would of course be best, and she also knew to try her best to preserve the greatest benefit for Zhao Chi.

But her mission was to kill swiftly.

Before the victory of the entire battle, this small handful of captives could be sacrificed.

Thirty-six giant crescent blades, each over four meters long, flashed forth.

Layer upon layer, one after another.

These crescent blades were too wide, too long.

Thirty-six of them interweaving—there was simply no way to dodge.

Swish Swish Swish!

The green grass on the ground flew and splattered everywhere in a mess, shattering into grass fragments in the air.

The air ahead was disturbed, emitting all sorts of strange whistling sounds that pierced through the void.

The cold crescent blades hurtled forth.

The enemy soldiers' pupils dilated.

Clang Clang Clang!

The wail of metal.

Splat splat splat splat!

Flesh and blood flew and splattered.

"Ahhhhh—"

"Holy shit, holy shit."

"Sisters, kill!"

"Charge in and slash!"