Slaughtering a Thousand Wizard Clan Members

His eyes widened in disbelief. He had thought he was fast enough, but Gu Lan still managed to kill him.

Seeing the expression on his face, Gu Lan sneered. "Did you really think you could be my opponent?"

With a cold voice, Gu Lan drew the Hongmeng Sword. Blood splattered as the man fell from the sky, slain by Gu Lan.

With his death, the formation lost its central point. The wizard soldiers standing nearby showed anger and murderous intent in their eyes. However, none dared to fight Gu Lan. They all withdrew cautiously, their faces cold and filled with fear.

Noticing their apprehension, Gu Lan's lips curled into a cold smile as his aura intensified.

Pointing his sword at the sky, Gu Lan summoned a torrent of sword light. "You've used up all your tricks, now it's my turn."

Under Gu Lan's overwhelming power, the entire sky seemed to shatter. These warriors, Gu Lan had no intention of letting them survive. He pressed down, and the torrent of sword light swept forth.