Seeing the whisk was about to sweep before his eyes, Chen Xuan remained calm and composed, lightly tapping with the tip of his foot as he soared into the air like a swallow in an instant.
The whisk brushed closely beneath Chen Xuan's feet as it swept past.
"Pu chi pu chi!"
Although Chen Xuan had evaded it, the disciples of the Shendan Institute were not so fortunate.
Several disciples of the Shendan Institute hadn't even reacted before their bodies were cleaved in two by the blade-edged whisk.
Limbs flew and blood gushed, staining the entire factory floor a blood red.
As for inadvertently killing his own disciples, Gongsun Yao didn't even blink an eye.
To him, these disciples were nothing more than a group of servants!
Having missed his strike, Gongsun Yao immediately intended to swing the whisk around and launch another attack at Chen Xuan.
Unfortunately for him, Chen Xuan had no intention of giving him another chance.
Whoosh!