Chapter 347: Beauty Trap

"F*** your bullshit! One move, you think you're killing chickens? Face this, Nine Yin Continuous Sword!" The top master of Yunlu City, Nine Yin Swordsman, made his move. His Sword Qi was cold and eerie, immediately launching an attack.

The other players also made their moves, with hidden weapons, crossbows, and arrows turning into a dense black fog that pressed down.

Swords clashing, long sticks, long spears, and various weapons were also striking at them.

Watching the oncoming crowd of over two thousand people, Yi Zheng, who had been standing with his hands behind his back, finally moved. He slowly raised one hand, then vertically lifted his palm in midair, before abruptly chopping it down—Hellfire Saber, Hell Descending!

A gigantic Fiery Flame Cross Slash, five hundred meters wide and long, roared down, shattering all the arrows and hidden weapons in the air, turning them into ash!